Are you hiding the real you, because you’re afraid of people seeing you, and realizing that you are artificial?
Who can really relate to being in a space where they once hid their real identity from people they love, people they respected, and most of all the one person that you vowed to send eternity with. Yes ladies I am guilty of hiding my true identity from my husband. Why? Because I was ashamed that he would judge me based on what my past did to me as a woman, and I refused to relived the things that happened to me long agon. The year was 2011, and he came into my living room I was drinking, and he was with my brother I never thought that by meeting someone one night would cause a shift in a way in my life like no other time before.
When I set eyes on him God revealed to me the secrets of what was to come between this man and I, but I was in this state of hurt not knowing where I was headed in my life, and further more I really didn’t care what was to happen to me. I was in a place of darkness, and I really did not know how to get into the light. I was fearful, and wanted to hurt people the way people hurt me in my past. I didn’t like to be around people, and I was just find with that, but to fool the wise I would just laugh and appear to be happy when I was around people. I didn’t know what it was like to be loved or feel loved from anyone. I came from a home where love wasn’t shown or rarely spoken of.
The year 2012 was the year that changed my life for the better in more was that I could ever dream. God sent this man in my life to be my husband, and I was so scared to show him the real me, because I didn’t want him to know what details of abuse, and shame God behind this smile that I falsely gave. I didn’t want him to know that I didn’t know how to love myself’ so how could I I possibly love him? This man that didn’t owe me anything came into my life, and began to fiercely challenge me to break down the walls that I build. He showed me nothing but real, and unconditional love, but I still didn’t show him my true self until our second year of marriage. I started to tell him of all the things that happened to me in my life from childhood, and also into my adulthood, and with tears in my eyes he never said a judging words against me.
I all the gratitude in the world to my husband for guiding me to a place of peace in my life, and to god I owe everything. You sent this man to me when I was bare, and broken. Get the full story here
Ladies I want to encourage you to unmask yourself don’t be artificial in life, in your marriage or in anything. I challenge you to tell your truth, and not be ashamed of who you are. Share you story
Silence wrecked our marriage. Unhealed wombs divided us. Unkept vows separated us. Hello! My name is Jereè and I began this BLOG to share my journey as a wife as I start the process of mending the pieces of my broken marriage with God’s help by sharing my life #UnMended. God inspired the name “Mend The Vow” which means repair (something that is broken or damaged) Relationship with God and with our husbands. It is based on the Scripture in 2 Chronicles 24:12. My hope is to encourage other wives in the world who are, have been separated,and want to mend their marriage back together.