I Thought I Was Handling My Emotions… I Was Really Just Hiding Them

For a long time, I thought I was pretty good at handling my emotions. Something would hurt me, disappoint me, make me angry, or leave me confused, and I would do what I had learned to do: keep moving. I went to work. I handled my responsibilities. I took care of the people who depended on me. I prayed. I smiled. I got things done. And because I was still functioning, I convinced myself that I was okay. Looking back, I wasn’t processing my emotions. I was managing them well enough to keep functioning. There is a difference.

There were days when I would become irritated over something small, and my reaction didn’t match what had actually happened. Someone could say something the wrong way, plans could change, or one more thing could get added to my already-full plate, and suddenly I was frustrated. Then came the guilt. Why am I acting like this? Why is this bothering me so much? What’s wrong with me? So I would push the emotion back down, tell myself to get it together, and keep going. I didn’t realize that the frustration wasn’t always about what had just happened. Sometimes it was exhaustion. Sometimes it was disappointment. Sometimes it was hurt I had never dealt with. Sometimes I had spent so much time being strong for everybody else that I didn’t even know what I was feeling anymore.

And if I’m really honest, part of me was afraid to slow down and find out. I think I believed that if I acknowledged everything I was feeling, I might lose control. What if I started crying and couldn’t stop? What if admitting I was angry made me a bad person? What if I admitted I was still grieving something I thought I should have moved past by now? And there were some emotions I didn’t even want to admit to God. What would it say about my faith if I told Him I was disappointed? What would it say about me if I admitted that I was tired of waiting, tired of being strong, or confused about what He was doing? So I kept moving. I kept functioning. And I kept calling that strength.

But denying an emotion doesn’t make it disappear. I learned that eventually it will find somewhere else to go. It may show up as anger toward someone who didn’t cause the original hurt. It may look like lying awake at night replaying conversations in your head. It may become resentment, isolation, overthinking, or feeling completely exhausted even after you’ve rested. You might be doing well at work while quietly falling apart at home. You might be rebuilding your life and wondering why you’re still grieving what you lost. You might still believe in God while privately wrestling with disappointment, questions, or even anger toward Him. You can be productive and still be hurting. You can be moving forward and still be grieving. You can love God and still have emotions you don’t understand. None of those things automatically mean something is wrong with you. They may simply mean something inside you needs your attention.

I had to stop asking, “What’s wrong with me?” and start asking a different question: “What am I actually feeling?” That question sounds small, but it changed the way I began relating to myself and to God. Instead of immediately judging the anger, I could become curious about what was underneath it. Instead of telling myself I shouldn’t be sad anymore, I could acknowledge that something still hurt. Instead of pretending I wasn’t disappointed with God, I could invite Him into the disappointment. I began to understand that emotions aren’t always instructions telling me what to do. Sometimes they’re information showing me what needs to be acknowledged, understood, and processed.

That understanding made Psalm 139:23–24 deeply personal to me: “Search me, God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts.” David invited God into what was happening inside him, and I’ve learned to do the same. There are times when I have to ask the Holy Spirit, “Search my heart. Show me what’s really in here.” And sometimes what comes up isn’t pretty or comfortable. Sometimes it’s anger. Sometimes it’s fear. Sometimes it’s grief. Sometimes it’s disappointment I didn’t realize I was still carrying. Sometimes I cry. Sometimes I realize the thing I’m reacting to today isn’t really about today at all. That’s messy. But life is messy, and healing doesn’t always happen in a straight line.

One principle I’ve learned through this process is that acknowledging an emotion doesn’t give it control; it gives you the awareness you need to process it. There’s a difference between saying, “I’m angry, so I’m going to act out of my anger,” and saying, “I’m angry. God, help me understand why.” One gives the emotion authority over your actions. The other creates space for awareness, wisdom, and choice. We don’t have to deny our emotions, and we don’t have to let them run our lives either. We can acknowledge them, process what they’re telling us, bring them before God, and then decide how we want to respond.

So here’s something you can practice today. Before you say, “I’m fine,” stop. Ask yourself, “What am I actually feeling right now?” Name one emotion without judging yourself for it. Then ask, “What might this emotion be trying to tell me?” Finally, invite God into the conversation: “Holy Spirit, help me understand what’s happening in my heart.” You don’t have to fix everything in that moment. You don’t even have to completely understand it yet. Awareness is a beginning. You can’t process what you keep pretending isn’t there.

Maybe you’ve become really good at functioning too. You’re dependable. People count on you. You keep showing up, even when you’re tired. Maybe you’ve started over and everybody thinks you should be excited about your new beginning, but there are still parts of your old life you’re grieving. Or maybe you love God deeply, but there are questions, disappointments, and emotions you’ve been afraid to bring into your relationship with Him. You’ve told yourself to move on, get over it, pray harder, stay positive, or keep going. But maybe you don’t need another reason to push harder. Maybe you need permission to finally acknowledge what’s actually happening inside you.

And if you’ve been managing your emotions just well enough to keep functioning but know something inside you needs to change, this is the kind of deeper work I help my clients begin inside the Confidence Mindset Program. I help people feel sure of themselves and live on purpose by teaching them how to change the way they think and partner with God to co-create the life they truly want. Together, we work on becoming aware of the thoughts and emotions underneath your patterns, acknowledging what’s really there, processing what you’ve been carrying, and learning healthier ways to move forward with God instead of continuing to bury what hurts.

You don’t have to wait until you fall apart to decide you want something different. Schedule your consultation call at www.lifeisbutajourney.com to learn more about working with me inside the Confidence Mindset Program. You have spent enough time surviving your emotions. It’s time to understand them, process them, and begin making intentional choices from a place of greater peace, confidence, and self-trust.

Live Confidently on Purpose.

My Weight Lost Journey: 694 Days-1Year 362 Days

Guys, I have so much to talk about that I don’t know where to start. So, I guess I should start at the beginning right? Right…. Well, guys I was laid off from my job of 11 years (Westwood College closed their doors). Continue reading “My Weight Lost Journey: 694 Days-1Year 362 Days”

Grieving

The grieving process is something that never stops. It might get easier, but the process never stops. How do I know one may ask? Well, I am still grieving the death of my mother. Evia D. Spight died in 2004; week before her 61st birthday, and I am still going through the grieving process. I thought by now I would be done grieving, but it wasn’t until I had my son that I realized that the process never stops. I find myself going through different phases of grief. And the phase that I am currently in now is anger. I am very angry with my mother for not fighting harder to live.


The definition of grief is a deep and poignant distress caused by or as if by bereavement; it is a cause  of such suffering; or an unfortunate outcome. And believe me when I say I feel the definition of grief almost everyday, now. The first few weeks were very hard, but as time went on the pain of losing my mother eased some. But when I got married and my family, including my mother, was not there to see it hurt me and I was sad again and wondering why did my mother, my best friend have to died before she got to see me get married. Then the pain of her death arose again when I got pregnant, and again when I had my son, and again every time I look at my son.

I am not in the sad phase at this time, I am angry with her because she just gave up. Medically, I understood what was going on with her body and I was amazed at what she was going through because at that time I was learning about cancer and the damage it can cause to the patient’s body. But at the same time I was hoping that she would be okay and that she would fight harder to stay around, but she had enough of this world and gave up. And now I am here 8 years later still struggling to understand why, and still trying to make it from day to day without talking to my best friend. There are so many things that I want to say to her, and I wish that she could have been there when I got married, found out I was pregnant, and had my first child. I wish she could have gotten the chance to meet her grandson Lee, and her son-in-law Lee. But she didn’t get the chance to do any of it and that makes me so mad.

The reason for this blog is not to just share my story, but to also let you know that you are normal if you are still grieving someone or something. And to let you know that it is okay to feel those emotions. The one thing that I have learned through pray and attending church is that your emotions are ever changing and that you should not react to every emotion because chances are it will change soon. I have also learned that joy really comes in the morning, so just be patient because it really is a never ending process. Feel the emotion and let it go, and know that it is okay to have those feelings just know that they are ever changing. If you have a similar story please share. Until next time….