reboot my ❤

DID is interesting. Dissociative identity disorder. The way I see it is :

God was there for all the traumatic stuff

He knows when I’m ready for Him to heal it

so He brings it up from the depths of my psyche. Usually in a dream.

Then we talk it over

And I decide what to do.

I call it rebooting my heart. Sometimes I forgive. Sometimes I need to be forgiven. Sometimes I just need Him to hold me, ya know? I reframe it and re-file it under “stuff I’ve got under my belt”. And I find peace about it.

That’s what a really good counselor does, now that I think of it.

That’s bringing up a verse. Just a sec…