Imagine you’ve spent your whole life burdened with guilt and shame. You’re a burden to your grandmother. You should have died, but another child did in your place. You are not wanted. Imagine you’ve spent your whole life needing to be in control, because you are terrified of what happens if something controls you again. Imagine you push away and lash out at everything and one that tried to get close to you or help you.
And now imagine that someone chooses you. Someone who knows every single mistake you’ve made, everyone you’ve ever hurt. And simply doesn’t care. He chooses you anyway. He guides you, shapes you, hides the truth from you, but never fully takes control away from you. Everything you hate about yourself, everything you fear yourself becoming, he praises you for. And when everyone else is scared of you and hates you (when you fear and hate yourself), he embraces you fully.