I’ve recently started going back to church. Prior to this, I haven’t stepped foot in church – let alone thought about it – in years.

The sermon this passed Sunday was titled, “hard questions” and the question of the week : how to deal with difficult people.

And my difficult person, is me.

So how do I deal with my difficult person in my life, if that difficult person, is me? I sat there, listening, watching…and waiting.

I’ve spent these years so angry. I was mad at my family, mad at my friends, mad at my decisions – mad at my consequences. I have pushed away, cut off, and demolished relationships because I couldn’t understand how to maintain them. The quality of life lies in the quality of your relationships – and I allowed myself to suffer.

So, how do I deal with difficult me?

I have to allow myself to heal.