When You Know You’re Met For More

We’re all aware of the term “Generational Curse”. If you’re not, it is a term often used within a family lineage to explain a toxic pattern that continues to be carried through the bloodline for hundreds of years. Unfortunately, every family suffers from having some form of generational curse.

I come from a long line of people who have suffered from alcoholism. Not only that, but codependency and anxiety are also relevant. All of these toxic patterns circle back to many family secrets I still do not know all the details of. I know many family members suffered from mental struggles due to the physical and emotional abuse they lived through, setting in motion addictive habits and the destruction of one’s self-worth.

If you haven’t read my story within my bio, please do so before reading on so you understand the depth of my background and how I acquired the knowledge I have now to write a blog on this subject.

Did you read it? Ok! Let’s move on!

So I ask you, dear reader, “Have you ever felt like you were met for more,” not just within a career or status but deep within your soul? Almost as if you don’t belong here on this earth and you’re just passing through.

If you were anything like me as a child, you would sit in the back seat of your parent’s car on the way to school and often find yourself in a daydream-like state.

I would fixate on my hands in particular. Everything around me would go muffled, and I would ask myself, “Why am I here in this body? Who am I? What am I doing here?” I would study my limbs and feel like I were more than flesh and bone. I remember thinking I was strange and never told anyone about the constant daydream-like state I would find myself in at the most random times.

Fast forward to the current day. I will be thirty-six this year and often reflect on my life. I am just over two years sober from alcohol, and I am a single mother (divorced) who was forced to become financially and emotionally independent around the time I stopped drinking.

While going through life, I realized how negative of a mindset I often carried. No one loved me; it was always everyone else’s fault, and if I couldn’t fall back on that, then I always had God to blame for putting me through a life of constant suffering to the point I often contemplated suicide.

The longer I am sober, the more clarity I gain on my life and the accountability I need to take for every action and reaction I exhibit.

However, within that accountability and understanding was the recognition of toxic patterns. Patterns I had continued to fuel without even realizing it.

And as I took on more and more responsibility for my life not turning out like I had imagined, I began to recognize that I was not the only person in my family lineage to struggle with the toxic addictions, toxic patterns within relationships, and toxic mindsets that I had finally taken ownership of.

The only difference was that my ancestors had died without realizing that they were keeping this generational curse alive and passing it on to their children in the form of trauma, blame, and denial of what they could not take accountability for. Within this distinct realization on my journey, it took several months of practicing the most accurate form of forgiveness and the art of letting things go before I could continue moving forward. It was an extraordinarily emotional and enlightening time in my life. Remaining sober was challenging, but the more I studied the word of God, the more strength I felt to keep going.

The truth is that people do their best with what their minds allow them to perceive. They can destroy or fuel generational curses within their constant perspective on certain circumstances. Unfortunately, those who fuel them have no idea what they are even doing because their minds have created barriers that become so high that it almost becomes impossible to knock them down the older they get. That is why 99% of elderly individuals are “set in their ways” and exhibit some form of toxicity, which then passes down the curse unintentionally.

Somewhere along the line, a black sheep is born—someone who experiences the generational curse but handles it differently than the other people within her family. They often find themselves spiraling much worse than many of those who came before them, and this is not without purpose.

That said, the black sheep does not always carry out their duty of breaking the generational curse. Life can slowly suck them back into the patterns that limit their bloodline from obtaining unreached potentials.

The black sheep or “cycle breakers” often do not fit in due to their profoundly complex mind regarding faith, existence, and how they see the world. As unfair as it might seem, a cycle breaker carries all the burdens and traumas that died with his/her previous ancestors. This is why much of what happens to them feels much more painful and unfair than that of their siblings, peers, or people surrounding them. It’s a karmic energy that God has chosen us to deal with because he specifically created us strong enough to do so.

Before you feel pity for yourself and cry, “WHY ME? I DON’T WANT THIS JOB THOUGH!” Think of how Jesus felt when he was chosen to fulfill humanity’s ticket to salvation through the pain and suffering he endured. Do you think he loved being born for that purpose? Probably not! But he was also honored to do so because he knew God constructed him with the mind, body, and soul to do so.

Anytime he felt sadness, doubt, or fear, he turned to who? God, his father! This is why your faith will need to be strong if you are a cycle breaker. Not in a religion but within a relationship with your creator. Only then will you have the strength to endure all the hardships you will face to fulfill your purpose of breaking a generational curse that has plagued your family for centuries.

Your existence is so much more than what society says you should be. You were specifically designed for this. You are more special than you can even realize, and everyone who comes after you will live their lives without having to feel or go through the misfortunes you and your ancestors all had to endure. You are a savior within your family genealogy, and just like Jesus, that is an absolute honor.

So the question remains, “Are you met for more?” If any of what I discussed here resonates with you, then the answer is yes! You are where the toxicity ends and a new lineage begins. You are both the beginning and the end of a life that will forever be remembered within your family’s history.