Lies we tell ourselves, rooted in the past, can be devastating in the present. I know of a young boy whose father, always with a notepad, went to all his sporting events. What this father did was write down all the mistakes the boy made and posted them on his bedroom door at home. The boy became a man who believed the lie that he’d never be good enough. He went through three marriages, a long history of lost jobs, and bouts of depression before he finally saw a Christian psychotherapist.
Together they went back to visit the boyhood scenes of a father’s rejection and inserted the truth: “Jesus loves me, this I know; for the Bible tells me so.” Slowly, slowly, the man started to believe the truth instead of the lie, and his life changed 180 degrees.
Triumph Over Depression 
Been there – Done that. Thank God I now know where those feelings about me really originated.