God saw you.
He saw it all.
He knows how hard you tried, how much you loved…
How much you gave of yourself, often until you ached and were dry.
But you continued.
God understood you then, and He understands you now.
Even if no one else saw or acknowledges what happened back there, if the narrative they've adopted distorts or leaves out important details, God holds the truth for you.
Beauty comes out of the ashes, your story is invaluable.
God beholds you as His infinite treasure, no matter what you did or didn't do, should've or could've.
Let the judges judge, the concluders conclude, and the assumers assume. The truth will always be the truth.
You were never expected to be perfect by God.
What an understanding and loving Lord!!
Give Him your bag of rocks... all the hurt, pain and disappointment, and all the dysfunctional ways you used to cope.
Hold your head high, straighten your crown, and SHINE YOUR LIGHT!
Give God all the glory -- you survived the unsurvivable!