The Pain of a Broken Belief System

It’s a response eerily similar to what I experienced when I realized I’d been lied about my worth in God’s eyes. I believed I had to meet impossible standards to be loved. When that belief broke, I felt betrayed and unmoored. For a time, I resisted, because it was easier to cling to what I knew, even if it was harmful, than to face the uncertainty of change.

And isn’t that what we’re seeing today? People clinging to narratives that no longer hold up under scrutiny—denying reality, lashing out, and spiraling into despair. It’s not just anger at losing; it’s the pain of a fractured belief system.