(Yeah, I could totally do this.)

I would say that I am a pretty strong person.

Strong in the sense of my personality (which I’m assuming annoys people sometimes, but whatever) … in the sense of being able to remain stoic when confronted with a lot of situations where I want to scream, cry, or roll my eyes … in the sense of not being easily moved … in the sense of being stubborn … and I bet, if I had to, I could put a whoopin’ on somebody (only if I had to … a classy lady like myself would not dare fight like some street person) …

So, yeah … I’m strong.

But, there are times that I allow others to make me feel bad about myself.

Me?

Strong me?

Why would I let anyone else influence the way I see myself? Much less the way God, my Heavenly Father, sees me?

There is no one who should make me or you feel insecure or worthless.

No one.

Not even someone you love.

I’m done with this topic.

Moving on …