The Struggle of Speaking

“You’re so quiet, you should talk more“

“She acts like she’s too good to talk to anyone. Little Miss Perfect.“

“Stop talking, you’re being disrespectful.“

“Shut up!”

“I asked you a question, you need to answer!“

“Grow up. You need to have a back bone.“

Communication is a necessary skill that everyone usually learns. I’ve never truly developed it in a healthy manner due to the dwindling words that have been spoken over my life from a young age. Words are so powerful, they speak life or death.

“God, I feel that I can’t go on… I feel that nobody cares. What is the point…I feel like I have no voice. I feel as though it has been cursed or perhaps stolen, like in the little mermaid. No matter how hard I try, my words work against me.”

I know it was never God’s intention for me to feel this way and in so, this was his response that appeared as I was writing.

“Oh, how I care for you. Oh, how You are loved. Your voice matters. I have given you a purpose and have revealed it to you, as in pieces of a puzzle. You won’t see the whole picture right away, but I promise that it will come together as I have planned. I am for you and not against you. You are loved.”

Writing has been my escape to spill out all of the feelings that I have without feeling invalidated in return. It is a good release, healthier than previous vices I have run to.

God often speaks to me through my writing, which is why I felt led to begin this blog. I hope this speaks to you as well.

If you can relate, and even if you don’t…Know that you are loved.

-Katie Vandevelde xx

The Quiet Chick