I mindlessly spent years building a prison brick by brick. I locked myself in and swallowed the key then begged different ppl in my life to get me out.
Once I realized what I did I had to dig deep inside to get the key out. Once out I’ve spent time to knock the prison down brick by brick.
So when you see my rough, scared and tethered exterior? Understand it is the evidence of experience as a builder.
What the devil intended for bad… Lol (he so weak, whack and defeated) God uses for good. He taught me how to build, dig deep, and destroy strong holds.
So now I’m a Kingdom builder. It was how I transitioned into a queen.