Don’t give up.

As I sit here at my desk, on my laptop, listening to worship music, I can’t help but think….

My life has truly changed.

I never thought that I would have so much peace.

After getting sober in 2016 , my cousin passed away last year. I got hurt by “church” folks. I was depressed for the second half of the year. As much as I tried to get peace and joy , it was far from me.

I didn’t know what was going on. I was praying . I was going to church. I wanted to be happy. Where are you God? What’s going on? Why am I getting hurt by people, again?

I never stopped seeking God.

He restored me. I had to sit still. I had to stop trying so hard and just seek him in my vulnerability. I had to take a step back , see what God wanted me to do and not what Cristal wanted to do.

Often times, when things are going well , we seek God less. It’s almost like we think we don’t need God because life is good. I started this year seeking God and letting go of people that were not beneficial to my growth. Was it hard? Yes. But, my relationship with Christ is #1.

I know I have purpose. I know I have work to do for the kingdom. I know I can’t be distracted. I know that the friends that God has for me will push me towards greatness, not hold me back.

Sometimes you just have to sit still and think about how far God has brought you. I’m a different woman than I was in 2016. I just broke down in tears because I have PEACE. If God never gives me anything else, I will be okay with his PEACE. In this world, nothing matters to me more than my peace.

I’ve suffered. Alcoholism. Rape. Rejection. Abandonment. Heart break after break . Betrayals. Looking for a way out of darkness in everything but GOD. Looking for peace in a bottle and never found it. I looked for peace in a man and never found it. Filled up my life with friends and hangouts , still no peace. Peace can’t be found in anything but the creator of the universe. The creator of our souls. The one who breathed life into our nostrils. That’s where the peace is.

Everything starts to make sense. You now have purpose. You know you aren’t a mistake. Romans 8:28 makes so much sense now .

If you are going through a dark time, please don’t lose hope. Speak life and not death. Even if you don’t see a way out, speak the opposite. If you keep saying things won’t get better , they won’t. What you are going through right now is only temporary…

I promise. 💜🙏

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Believe .

You are worthy of losing the weight .

You are worthy of change.

You are worthy of growing.

You are worthy of better.

You are worthy of peace .

You are worthy of confidence.

You are worthy of love.

You are worthy of success.

You are worthy of evolving.

You are worthy of saying no.

You are worthy of being a wife.

You are worthy of getting out of debt.

You are worthy of being whole.

You are worthy of everything great.

Past hurtful experiences are great for hindering us. I’m realizing that growth comes from believing you are worthy of that growth.

Making a decision to grow is half the battle.

BELIEVING you are worthy of becoming better is the other half.

Take your time. You got this 💜

Are you really free?

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I have lived a life in bondage my whole life. I never knew a life of freedom. Being born into a puertorican family, we Kinda just survive. No vision, no purpose , just work to eat and pay bills. I always knew deep down within me that there was more. I truly believe that was God’s way of always keeping me in his reach , even when I was at my lowest. I guess I never truly lost hope. I almost did, but, thank God I didn’t.

I was comfortable being depressed. I was comfortable working and looking forward to the weekend. I was comfortable sleeping around. I was comfortable living paycheck to paycheck. I was comfortable with having debt. I was comfortable in my addiction. I was comfortable being mad at the world. I was comfortable in my brokenness. I didn’t know anything else. I never saw anything else. This was my life, it was normal to me. The pain was normal. Numbing the pain with alcohol and sex was normal. All this was normal to me until I wanted to kill my self. I knew deep down that this s*** was NOT NORMAL.

I cried out to God, ” idk how you gonna do it, but I need you to come through like RIGHT NOW!! I can’t go another day. The pain is unbearable. I hate the woman who I’ve become. No one loves me. My life has no purpose. I’m ready to die. If you are really calling me, I surrender, have your way and do what you have to do in me, God.”

That was the beginning of my deliverance in 2016. It has been one heck of a ride. Letting go of my bondage was so hard! One thing that I have learned is that you do not become free in one day. It is a daily process. It is looking out for God’s voice every single day. Doing as he says. Seeking him. Praying. Worshipping. When you truly want to be delivered , nothing else matters, your deliverance is your top priority.

As of lately, I caught myself going back to my past. It’s almost like I didn’t know how to handle being free. I didn’t know this life of freedom. It was different. No chaos. no depression. No soul ties. It was DIFFERENT. I went to church this past Sunday and in the midst of worship , it hit me. “I AM FREE, WHY AM I SO SCARED OF BEING FREE?”

Our walk with Christ will always be a journey. We will never reach perfection. We can always have more of God. We will always continue to grow. Pain has a way of bringing us closer to God, but, what do you do when he heals that pain? How do you relate with God from a place of freedom? you worship him! You praise him! YOU THANK HIM! Keep immersing yourself in the Lord. Start walking in your purpose. help others. Be obedient to what he is telling you to do.

I have to accept that I am no longer broken. God has given me a new vision. I am so grateful. I am in pure awe of God’s goodness. He has restored me back to life. If you are working on your deliverance, be patient. I know it is hard. I know you want to give up. I know talking about your deepest wounds is not easy. I know forgiving people who hurt you is not easy. Trust me , I know. BUT, what I can tell you is that we serve an amazing God. We serve a God that wants to heal you and set you free. We serve a God that took it all to the cross just so YOU can be free. Put your trust and faith in him. Seek him whole heartedly and watch your life change. I love you. God loves you. It gets better. Freedom is around the corner.

Abandoned.

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How many people can honestly say that they are scared of being loved properly? Scared of letting someone get too close to them. Scared of being vulnerable. Scared of the outcome, so you end everything that can get serious and stay to yourself.

I’ve conquered loving myself. I’ve conquered knowing who I am In Christ. I’ve conquered loving others. I’ve healed. I got to the point where I am content exactly where I am. No complaints. But, I still have one fear…

Being abandoned.

I have no problem meeting new people. I have no problem building friendships and/or connections. I do have a problem with letting a man get close to me, though. I have this thing where I really don’t trust men nor respect them. I know it stems from my past experiences with the men in life, I honestly never thought it was this bad until recently. I know we all have some type of fear of heartbreak, but, this is next level. I’d rather stay single and succeed in life without a man. The crazy part about this is that I do want to be married to an amazing man one day.

All I know is that I don’t want to be abandoned again. I rather play it safe. I know in life we must take risks. I know it’s better to love than not love at all. But, how do I trust and respect a man when in the hands of a man I was raped. My dad left me at 18. My brother left me at 20 because he got someone pregnant young. The last man I looked up to and trusted, left. I was left alone. My mom could never fill the role of a man. A man protects you. A man builds you up. A man leads you. I had none. So, I started looking for that in the streets.  It led to 10 years of alcohol abuse and broken relationships. How do you properly heal from the pain you’ve endured in the hands of men? I know I wasn’t an angel , but I do have a reason to be mad as hell about being misguided. For my dad leaving me when I needed him most. For my brother leaving me when I needed him most. Mad as hell for being used and abused in the hands of men. How do I let all this go?

How do I not put all men in the same category when all the men I’ve encountered are in the same category?

Lord, I’m going to need your help with this one.

 

 

 

Tired of trying.

Being the bigger person is hard. Trying to explain to your parents why they hurt you is hard. Forgiving them because they just don’t understand is hard. I’m tired of saying I’m sorry. I’m tired of being the adult in every situation. I’m tired of showing grace because people don’t know any better. I’m tired .

Forgiving and letting go is a lot easier when you don’t have to speak or see the person ever again. The ones close to us are usually the hardest to forgive. They are the ones that drive us crazy in every way possible. We set so many expectations on the ones who we think should know and do better that when they fail us we crumble.

Some days I wish I could go far away and start a brand new life. But, how selfish would that be? I know the people in my life love me. I know they are trying their best even though their best is not what I need or even want at times. I don’t know what to do. I feel like every single time I make progress something happens that sets me back. Is it really a set back or am I giving way too much attention to the wrong things? Lord help me. I’m trying. I really am.

My birthday is 5 days away and I’m excited about my 31st year on this earth, but, I’m also not looking forward to it because I don’t even remember the last time I was celebrated. I always celebrate myself and I have no problem doing so, but I would be lying if I said a surprise wouldn’t be appreciated. Every day God continues to show me how I need to continue to trust him. It’s hard at times but I have to keep going . Even when I don’t understand things I have to trust him.

I know that all things will be worked out for my good. People are always so quick to point out the bad in me, no one attempts to understand me and it’s frustrating. I don’t get upset for no reason. My mood doesn’t change for no reason. Instead of judging me and calling me crazy ask me “why?” . Why do I lash out at you? Most of us are so busy thinking everyone else is at fault that we don’t even acknowledge the part we had to play in it.

Lord help us.

HELP! I’m depressed.

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What exactly is depression? Having a bad few days doesn’t classify as depression. We all have good days and bad days. We all have days we want to give up. Life is one big rollercoaster, so, when exactly do I consider myself depressed?

Depression can be different for everybody. Some people isolate. Some people laugh and are always around people, so how would you tell? you can’t. Do not assume that just because someone is smiling that they are truly happy. It is so important to ask people how they are doing. Instead of liking their pics online, go to their house, go out to eat, talk.

We have to start the conversation. We have to start asking people how they are mentally. We have to stop beating around the bush. We have to stop and listen to people. We have to make time. We are so busy now a days that we use business as an excuse as to why we don’t reach out. This life will pass you by. Your loved ones will die one day.

Depression is like being in a deep dark hole, feet stuck in cement, you are trying to crawl out of it but you just CAN’T! So how do we overcome? How do we beat depression? EFFORT! We cannot give up. We cannot isolate ourselves. We have to talk about our feelings. We have to speak up. You will never overcome anything in silence. You will not overcome in isolation. The more we reveal the more we heal.

We have to stop the shame that comes with mental health. We are all messed up in one way or another. Life is hard. The pressures of life are REAL. But, that’s why we have each other, to help one another move forward. You are never alone. Depression doesn’t have to consume you, there’s life after depression. Take it one day at a time. You got this.

I only beat depression by taking full responsibility for my healing. I stopped expecting everyone else to love me. I stopped expecting people to save me. I stopped being the victim. I looked at my diagnosis as a rough part of my life that I just had to overcome. I knew deep down within me that I was made for more. I lost hope but then God showed me that I was made for more. I thank God for coming into my life and showing me the light. God healed me. When the doctors told me I had to get treatment and go to rehab, I knew God had a different plan for me. It was the hardest 2 years. I thought dealing with the depression was hard enough, but, overcoming the depression was even harder. I didn’t have any energy to fight.

But God made a way when there was no way!