How Do we Come to Accept Ourselves?
I really don't know how to word it, but, how as Orthodox Christians are we supposed to come to accept ourselves as people when we really contemplate and realize all of our faults, sins and problems? I mean, the more and more I contemplate on my own fallenness, the more and more I become somewhat grieved, despaired and sad. And I don't know what to do, or what God thinks of me, or if my Angel left me and the demons now watch over me. I mean, it's a pretty saddening, humbling process and I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I mean, I'm far from being the greatest, most Saintly person, but on the other hand, I don't consider myself the very worst sinner to ever live. I feel like I'm jus stuck in the middle not really making any progress at all in either direction. Addictive personalities are all too common in my family--my dad did drugs, grandfather is an ex-alcoholic who is now a chain smoker and addicted to Vicodin, several aunts I have did heroin or meth, several of my cousins weigh like 400 pounds because they are compulsive eaters addicted to eating, my grandmother is an alcoholic--and of course, I'm no different. I'm a sex-crazed adolescent addicted to masturbation who can't be in the same room as a female my age without being full of lust. I'm always looking for a reason to blame others for my problems; sometimes I blame my pervertedness on my dad because I say that I inherited an addictive personality from him. I'm also emotionally detached, something I also blame on my parents, I'm racist toward White people occassionally, something I blame on my grandparents for teaching me, I'm spiritually lazy--I break fasting all of the time, I don't read Scripture enough, etc.--however, I still don't consider myself too bad. I mean, I converted against my entire family's wishes and haven't left my Orthodoxy behind, even despite all the hostility, completing Christ's commandment to acknowledge Him before my family. That's gotta be worth something right? I guess I'm just far from perfect. And I don't know what I'm supposed to do or how I'm supposed to accept it.