My shepherd

I think that I'm really lucky to have such a wise shepherd. 

When I confided in her about the horrible monster, what she said was... 

S: What do you want to see him as?

Me: I don't want him out of my life, I want him as a good friend.

S: Then start seeing him as one.

Me: Yeah, when he's extra nice and whenever I feel an alarm bell ringing, I always told myself that he won't like me, stop stop feeling so happy. But, it ultimately doesn't work.

Today... I told her about this thought that when I see her, R, or others, I have this horrible thought that - because of what I was before, I could never be like them in terms of purity.

Without a pause, she said - why want to be like us when you can be Christ like?

My shepherd- I love her to bits and I'm thankful for her.