I continued to lose my identity as I grew into adulthood, married and became a mother. I would constantly hide behind the mask of perfectionism, afraid that if anyone saw the real me —the truth —I would not be loved and would instead be quickly rejected. I was always running on nervous energy and heightened anxiety. I would stumble over my words and actions, having no self-confidence. Something needed to change, but I had no idea what, as my chronic health issues were seemingly here to stay. … More Losing my Identity and Finding it in Christ