There was this one time when dating made me throw up in my mouth a little.
A lot actually. Let me explain:
I was struggling with my anxiety.
I was struggling with being single.
I was struggling with my job.
I was struggling with trust issues.
He knew I needed a friend.
We sat next to each other on the couch, but we didn’t kiss. We watched a movie, but he left after I ate my cheesecake.
I couldn’t understand how a guy could be so caring and thoughtful. Sure I had plenty of people to talk to, but it almost felt better in the arms of a stranger. He hugged me. He listened. He was kind.
It was awful and it felt like the flu.
Not the flu actually.
It was embarrassing to admit to my roommate, my parents, and those closest to me that I struggled with panic attacks so severe that I couldn’t help but throw up.
It was also embarrassing to admit to my guy friend that I couldn’t date him back.
It wasn’t enough to know I wasn’t ready–my body forced me to stop dating. My heart felt locked up in prison. I hated the thought that I–at the age of twenty-six needed to set boundaries in dating to figure out my messy life. But I did.
I dug deep in the Scriptures.
I sought counseling for the first time in–well–a while.
I got back on anxiety medication.
I quit my job.
I started my writing career.
Heck, the same grace my guy friend was trying to give me that I was violently afraid to receive.
The same grace God already gave me while dying a violent death on the cross for my sins.
I’d also like to say that everything got better instantly. Or that I had some radical transformation. I didn’t.
God knew I needed the journey.
He knew how much I needed to be broken so I could learn how to sing His praises again.
AND He knew when to bring the right guy into my life. The kind of guy that made me feel safe till death do us part.
Renee Fisher is an author, coach, consultant, and speaker. She is the Founding Editor of DevotionalDiva.com. A Biola University graduate, her mission in life is to spur others forward (Hebrews 10:24). She recently located from San Diego, CA to Austin, TX with her adoring husband Marc and their fur child named Star. Connect at ReneeFisher.com.