I can’t quite put my finger on exactly how it happened or how I ended up in a place of fearing being myself. I somehow thought it was a good idea to try to separate who I was into compartments. It was in this remote place that I was made aware of the aftermath of my own self sabotage. The ways in which I have approached my spiritual journey have consisted of over and under spiritualization. I find myself going in loops of holding myself to a standard of a certain level of spiritual maturity and then painfully recognizing where I actually am is no where near where I am comfortable with admitting. As a result I tend to think perhaps I don’t trust God enough because I am not further along in my walk.