Raygan Watson has been married to her husband Mike for 8 years. They have two silly kiddos, Winnie (6) and Charlie (4) and one very lovable (but stinky) dog Sparky. She loves her family and still talks to her Mom on the phone everyday….most days more than once. In her fantasy world, her entire family would live on one giant compound enjoying dinner together every night.
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When Aly first asked me to share a “brave” story I excitedly said yes, and I thought I knew exactly what I wanted to write about. But when I finally sat to down to write my “brave” story, something completely different came out. I think I had three different versions of a story and a ton of notes before I finally felt that this would be the story I shared. It’s a story of an awkward and uncomfortable period of self-examination which ultimately led to a revelation of God’s Truth.
I have always been a people pleaser, overly sensitive, avoiding confrontation at all costs, spending entirely too much time worrying what other people think of me and constantly comparing myself to others, leaving me unable to make even the smallest of decisions without a phone call first to my mother or middle sister. And this has caused me a lot of unnecessary stress for most of my life. After graduating from Baylor University I moved to Washington, DC and lived there for 5 years. During my last year there I experienced my first panic attack. I didn’t realize what was happening. A sudden fear that something really bad was about to happen came over me and I felt unable to catch my breath. That happened while riding in a friend’s car, seemingly out of nowhere. The next panic attack hit me while I was trying to check out at the grocery store. Again, out of nowhere, I felt as though something terrible was about to happen and I felt like I couldn’t breathe. It scared me. I continued to have panic attacks over the next few years, but then after meeting my husband and getting married they stopped and some of my insecurities seemed to subside. But then came motherhood! Out-of –whack hormones, an underactive thyroid and two children 19 months apart brought on a whole new level of insecurities and anxiety. And it was a particularly stressful 16 month period that eventually set me on the path to discovery and spiritual growth.
Back in January 2014, I took my daughter Winnie (then 4) to a neurologist upon the recommendation of her pediatrician because of headaches she had been having. She had an EEG and I expected to hear back from the doctor in a few days that everything was normal. But the doctor had a last minute cancellation that morning and was able to read the results of the test while we were there. I was shocked to hear she had an abnormal reading. And later, an MRI showed no cause for the abnormal reading (such as a tumor). We were thankful for that and also found some relief in having an explanation for Winnie’s “staring spells” that we had always thought was just her not listening. Now we know she was more than likely having several absence seizures a day. We contemplated putting her on anti-seizure medications and decided against them, but a month later, after an episode that left Winnie very upset, we decided to try the meds. The doctor put her on Topamax for its anti-seizure properties and because it is supposed to help with headaches. We quickly realized her new anger outbursts and agitation were the result of the medication. After a dosage adjustment, Winnie seemed to be doing better and her mood evened out. But she was not my Winnie. She became quiet, insecure, anxious and just kind of out of it. This drastic change in personality concerned me and I started to worry what other people thought of her. It didn’t help that I was also projecting my own insecurities onto my daughter. I worried I had passed my most negative attributes onto her. I imagined hard days ahead of her because of that and just knew it was all my fault. And because of her anxiousness, I was fearful I had emotionally scarred her as a young child after her brother was born because I acted like a nutcase most days! I was heartbroken for both of us and felt defeated. After a year of being on the medication, we decided to take her off of it because of these changes in her personality. After consulting with her doctor, we weened her off the Topamax in July of this year.
Last fall and winter were long. My son, Charlie (then 3 years old), was hospitalized twice because of his asthma. In September of 2014 he contracted the enterovirus and because he had asthma it hit him especially hard. So hard in fact, that he spent 8 days in the hospital, 4 of those in PICU. We battled through many asthma flares with another one sending him to the hospital in November. It was so frightening and heartbreaking to see my baby struggling to breathe and I felt like a COMPLETE FAILURE as a mother! I just knew everyone was second-guessing my every decision and my parenting skills. Charlie and I spent a lot of time together that winter, just the two of us. It at times felt very isolating. And isolation for me brings on a lot of negative self-talk!
So, after several stressful months, including several panic attacks which had crept their way back into my life, and a trip to the ER because I just knew I was having a heart attack (it wasn’t thank God and I believe the chest pains were simply stress- induced) the negative self-talk, dwelling over every comment made, constant comparisons, self-doubt and comparing my weaknesses to other people’s strengths were at an all-time high. Eventually, there was a rift in an important and close friendship. It was painful. I was angry, confused, hurt and bitter. The stress of the previous 16 months had allowed a way for Satan’s lies to infiltrate my heart and mind….and I believed them. It was a conversation with my husband, who reminded me we cannot control others but how we respond to them, that pointed me towards the path of self-examination.
Over the next couple of months I finally had the courage to admit my flaws instead of focusing on others. I realized I didn’t always have the purest of motives…mainly due to people-pleasing and pride. And that I can be stubborn…..if I feel like you are telling me what to do (when really you might just be trying to help!), then you can guarantee I’ll do the opposite. And that I had also taken on the spirit of offense. I had spent a lot of my time angry, mad or upset either at friends, my husband or family members. But it was also during this time that I had my big “A- HA” moment!!!!! While at my small group one Sunday afternoon it finally clicked…..my worth is found in God, not in the opinion of others!!!! And once I really understood that, I too came to know the truth that God is pleased with me. He created me. He loves me. I am exactly who God designed me to be and that I have been fearfully and wonderfully made (Psalm 139:13-15). And that includes my perceived weaknesses. I also learned that I should not necessarily try to overcome my weaknesses, for if I did I would no longer depend on God. I finally understood the power of 2 Corinthians 12:9-10 “When I am weak, then I am strong; I boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.”
Our old Winnie reemerged after going off her medication in July. Our sweet, very silly, animated and talkative Winnie is back! She is in kindergarten this year and loving it! She has not had a follow-up EEG yet but we have not noticed any staring spells which would indicate a seizure. I just said to my husband over the weekend, “Can you believe this is our Winnie?” And I know she too is fearfully and wonderfully made! Also, this time of the year typically brings on several asthma flares for Charlie, as his asthma is induced by allergies and colds. He has breezed right though a couple of runny noses without any severe asthma flares. And as a side note, we found out in April that he outgrew his peanut, almond and dairy allergies! Praise God! As for my friendship, it has been restored. In no longer comparing myself to others, I can instead learn to love and appreciate others. I celebrate our differences and I am thankful for her God-given strengths and talents. There is so much to learn from my friends that are different from me….”As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another” Proverbs 27:17. I will no longer dwell on my perceived weaknesses, but instead explore my strengths and pray for the courage to be obedient in using those to serve God.
My anxiety attacks came to a screeching halt after this period of spiritual growth. And I pray this period of peace lasts as long as it can and that I will enjoy it! But I also know that through difficulties comes growth. And I pray that I will remember that when periods of stress or difficulties interrupt this season of peace, that His joy would remain in me (John 15:11). I pray it does not take my children 39 years to learn these truths but that they instead would grasp them at an early age. I believe God used those hard months to prepare me…to open my heart and mind to His Truth. And I’m forever grateful that God gave me the courage to take a long, hard look at the ugliest parts of myself in order to finally release the offense in my heart so that I could grow spiritually. Just this week God spoke to me again through a beautiful new friend when she quoted her life verse, “He will take great delight in you, He will quiet you with his love, He will rejoice over you with singing,” Zephaniah 3:17