N8tivegirl

Unhinged

Everything is falling apart, and you don’t know where to run.

The walls feel like they’re closing in, the air growing thinner with every breath.

You keep moving, keep running, but the end feels hopeless — like no matter how fast you go, there’s nowhere safe to land.

And still, you refuse to turn it over to God.

You stay in an unhealthy relationship — not because it’s good, but because it’s familiar.

Because leaving would mean admitting your part in the unraveling.

You set traps, hoping love can be forced, believing proximity might turn into commitment.

But he doesn’t want to stay.

So instead, you create an imaginary family in your mind.

A fairytale you replay over and over, hoping if you believe it hard enough, it will become real.

You aren’t happy — but the lies you’ve told yourself are easier to live with than the truth.

You begin to see yourself through borrowed revelation — someone else’s version of who you are.

You let their words define your worth.

Their presence validate your identity.

And without realizing it, you’ve placed them on an altar that was never meant to hold them.

We forget sometimes that the God we serve is a jealous God.

Not jealous in insecurity — but jealous in love.

And when we start placing people, relationships, or dreams before Him, He will remove them.

No matter the cost.

Not to punish — but to get our attention.

So He plucks the thing you thought you couldn’t live without.

That man you believed was your lifeline.

And slowly… everything unravels.

Because what was built without Him can’t stand with Him.

Sometimes what feels like God destroying your life

is Him rescuing you from the lie you were surviving in.