What If I’m the One Sabotaging My Life?
As I’ve been proofreading Even in the Middle and revisiting my personal testimonies, a question began to rise in me:
What if sometimes I’m the one sabotaging my own life?
That is not an easy question to ask yourself.
As I looked back over different seasons of my life, I began to recognize something. There were times when I said I wanted God’s will, but if I’m truthful, what I really wanted was for God to align Himself with my will.
I wanted Him to bless my plan.
I wanted Him to approve my timing.
I wanted Him to preserve the people and things I wanted to keep.
I wanted surrender—as long as surrender didn’t cost me too much.
But that isn’t surrender.
Surrender is me aligning myself with Him.
And maybe that is where some of our self-sabotage begins.
“There is a way that seems right to a man, But its end is the way of death.” — Proverbs 14:12 (NKJV)
Sometimes the greatest danger isn’t choosing something that obviously looks wrong. Sometimes it is being completely convinced that our way is right.
What Are We Afraid God Will Take Away?
Maybe part of our resistance is fear of the unknown.
What is God going to do if I completely surrender?
Who will He remove?
What will He ask me to give up?
What if He touches something I have secretly made an idol without even realizing it?
What if He removes one of those avenues through which I keep searching for love—even though, if I’m truthful, many of those avenues seldom produce love at all?
Sometimes what we call love is really hope.
Hope that someone will change.
Hope that this time will be different.
Hope that if we love enough, give enough, wait long enough, or sacrifice enough, eventually we will receive what we have been longing for.
But hope placed in the wrong thing can keep us stuck.
Hope must ultimately be anchored in God.
Otherwise, hope by itself is not a strategy.
Standing at the Crossroads
Sometimes I picture myself at a crossroads.
It reminds me of those old cartoons where there is an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other, each whispering about which direction the person should take.
But I see the picture differently now.
I imagine myself standing at that crossroads—and Heaven opens.
The angels are cheering me on.
Come on. You can do this. Trust Him. Take the step.
Sometimes I make the right choice.
Other times, even with Heaven cheering me on, I make a horrible one.
And afterward, I’m disappointed in myself.
Sometimes I wonder: Is Heaven disappointed too? Is Heaven sad?
It reminds me of watching a playoff game when your team is so close to winning. You’re cheering and believing until the final seconds—and then they lose. You’re disappointed because you were rooting for them.
But maybe I have misunderstood the picture.
Maybe Heaven doesn’t stop cheering because I made the wrong choice.
Maybe God is still calling me back to the path.
The question is whether I will stay stuck in disappointment—or learn from the choice, turn around, and listen again.
We Don’t Set Out to Hurt Ourselves
I don’t believe most of us wake up in the morning intending to sabotage our lives.
It often begins with our limited understanding of a situation and uncertainty about the next step.
That is why Proverbs 3:5 is so important:
“Trust in the LORD with all your heart, And lean not on your own understanding.” — Proverbs 3:5 (NKJV)
Our understanding is limited.
God’s is not.
Yet we are emotional beings. And when our emotions become unbalanced, they can distort what we see.
Fear can look like wisdom.
Loneliness can make the wrong relationship look like love.
Anxiety can make control feel necessary.
Rejection can make acceptance feel worth any price.
And distorted vision can lead to destructive decisions.
Control, People-Pleasing, and the Need to Belong
Wanting to control outcomes can create an environment for self-sabotage.
So can trying to please everyone.
We begin saying things we don’t mean and doing things we don’t want to do. We may manipulate situations, hide the truth, tear someone else down, or compromise ourselves trying to hold everything together.
And after all of that effort—we’re still miserable.
Why?
The need to be included can do the same thing.
We say yes when everything inside us is screaming no.
Yes to another responsibility.
Yes to another favor.
Yes to another commitment.
Yes to another demand on our time.
And then we wonder why we are exhausted.
Sometimes one of the healthiest things we can perfect is an unapologetic “No.”
Not a cruel no.
Not a selfish no.
A healthy no.
Every yes has a cost. When we continually give away time, energy, rest, and health that God never instructed us to give away, we can participate in our own depletion.
That too can become self-sabotage.
When Helping Becomes Enabling
There is another kind of self-sabotage that can be difficult to recognize because, from the outside, it can look like love.
Enabling.
Sometimes we become so committed to helping someone else that we begin hurting ourselves in the process.
We rescue.
We cover.
We make excuses.
We pay for things we cannot afford.
We accept behavior we know is wrong.
We take responsibility for problems we did not create.
We repeatedly step between someone we love and the consequences of their choices.
And we call it helping.
But helping is not always helping.
Sometimes our constant rescuing prevents another person from confronting the very thing they need to confront.
And sometimes we enable because we are afraid.
Afraid they will leave.
Afraid they will be angry.
Afraid something bad will happen.
Afraid people will think we are selfish.
Or maybe we have become so accustomed to being needed that we no longer know who we are when nobody needs rescuing.
That question can be uncomfortable:
Do I need to be needed?
There can even be an element of control hidden inside helping.
If I fix everything, maybe everything will stay together.
If I keep everyone happy, maybe there won't be conflict.
If I rescue this person one more time, maybe this time they will finally change.
But what if my rescuing is interfering with a lesson that does not belong to me?
Sometimes self-sabotage looks like calling something love when what we are really doing is preventing someone else from facing what they need to face.
There is a difference between supporting someone and carrying what belongs to them.
There is a difference between compassion and participation in destructive behavior.
There is a difference between helping someone stand and refusing to ever let them experience the consequences of falling.
Sometimes the most loving thing we can do is stop standing between someone and the consequences that may finally teach them what our rescuing never could.
When Having No Boundaries Becomes Self-Sabotage
Boundaries deserve a conversation of their own because sometimes we believe that being a good Christian means always being available.
Always saying yes.
Always answering the phone.
Always giving another chance.
Always forgiving and immediately restoring access.
Always explaining ourselves.
Always putting somebody else’s needs ahead of our own.
But love does not require unlimited access.
We can love someone and still have boundaries.
We can forgive someone and still decide that their previous level of access to our life is no longer healthy.
We can pray for someone without allowing them to continually disrupt our peace.
We can care about someone’s circumstances without making those circumstances our responsibility.
And we can say no without writing a five-page explanation defending why we said it.
Sometimes a boundary is simply:
No.
When we have no boundaries, everybody else gets to decide what happens with our time.
Everybody else gets a vote on our emotional well-being.
Their emergency becomes our emergency.
Their financial problem becomes our financial problem.
Their disappointment becomes something we believe we have to fix.
Their expectations become our obligations.
Their opinions begin influencing decisions that should have been between us and God.
Eventually, we can become so consumed with managing everyone else’s life that we stop tending to the one God actually entrusted to us—our own.
That is self-sabotage.
And sometimes the person who benefited from our lack of boundaries will not celebrate when we finally establish them.
They may call us selfish.
They may say we’ve changed.
They may become angry.
They may try to make us feel guilty.
But someone’s disappointment with our boundary does not automatically mean the boundary is wrong.
That is important because guilt has caused many of us to dismantle a healthy boundary five minutes after we finally built one.
A boundary isn’t punishment.
It isn’t revenge.
It isn’t an attempt to control another person.
A healthy boundary says:
“I cannot control what you choose to do, but I can decide what I will participate in, what I will accept, and what access I will give you to my life.”
And boundaries are not only for other people.
Sometimes we need boundaries with ourselves.
A boundary with our spending.
A boundary with our time.
A boundary with social media.
A boundary with how much work we accept.
A boundary with how late we stay awake.
A boundary with the places we go when we know those places weaken us.
A boundary with the person we keep contacting even though every conversation pulls us backward.
A boundary with the thoughts we continue entertaining.
A boundary with the habits we keep excusing.
Self-discipline is sometimes a boundary we establish with ourselves because we finally recognize that having access to something doesn’t mean it is good for us.
Boundaries protect space for what God has actually called us to do.
Because every time I say yes to something, I am also saying no to something else.
If I give everyone unlimited access to me, what happens to the time I need with God?
What happens to my health?
My rest?
My family?
My purpose?
My responsibilities?
My peace?
Maybe boundaries aren’t walls keeping everyone out.
Maybe they are gates that require us to become intentional about what we allow in.
And perhaps learning to say no to what drains, distracts, manipulates, or destroys us is one of the ways we finally stop participating in our own self-sabotage.
When We Try to Numb What Hurts
Self-sabotage can also appear in the things we use to escape ourselves.
Sometimes we drink because we don’t want to feel.
Sometimes we turn to substances, food, unhealthy relationships, excessive spending, isolation, or other behaviors because for a little while they quiet something inside us.
We may be trying to numb disappointment.
Regret.
Loneliness.
Shame.
Grief.
Fear.
Or maybe we are trying to escape the consequences of choices we made and simply cannot bear to look at what those choices produced.
The problem is that what numbs us temporarily doesn’t necessarily heal us.
And sometimes the very thing we use to escape our pain begins creating more pain.
This isn’t about condemning someone who struggles with alcohol, substances, or another harmful behavior. Some struggles become powerful dependencies and addictions, and getting free may require spiritual support, trusted people, professional treatment, or all of those together.
There is no shame in needing help.
But there is danger in refusing to acknowledge what is harming us.
At some point, we have to become willing to ask:
What am I trying not to feel?
What am I trying not to face?
Is the thing I reach for when I’m hurting actually helping me heal—or helping me hide?
We can ask God to remove the pain while continuing to hold tightly to the very behavior we use to avoid confronting it.
Healing asks us to bring even those places into the light.
When You Cannot Forgive Yourself
There is another form of self-sabotage that can look almost spiritual because we call it remorse.
Refusing to forgive ourselves.
Maybe you made a terrible decision.
Maybe you hurt someone.
Maybe you ignored every warning.
Maybe you stayed too long.
Maybe you left too soon.
Maybe you wasted money.
Maybe you destroyed a relationship.
Maybe you knew better—and did it anyway.
There are consequences to our choices, and forgiveness does not erase responsibility.
Repentance may require an apology.
Restoration may require changed behavior.
Some consequences may remain even after we have asked God to forgive us.
But there is a difference between taking responsibility for what we did and sentencing ourselves to a lifetime of punishment for it.
Sometimes God has forgiven us, but we keep reopening the case.
We become our own judge, jury, and jailer.
We replay the decision.
We replay the conversation.
We replay what we should have done.
Then guilt becomes shame, and shame begins whispering:
You don’t deserve another chance.
You ruined everything.
God can use other people, but not you.
This is who you are now.
And if we believe those lies long enough, we can begin making decisions consistent with the person we think we are rather than the person God is calling us to become.
That is self-sabotage.
Conviction says, “This needs to change.”
Condemnation says, “You can never change.”
One moves us toward God.
The other makes us want to hide from Him.
Forgiving ourselves doesn’t mean pretending our choices didn’t matter. It means accepting God’s forgiveness, learning from what happened, making amends where possible, and refusing to make our worst decision our permanent identity.
Sometimes the next step God illuminates is not about accomplishing something.
Sometimes the next step is simply:
Get up.
Delayed Obedience
Disobedience is another one.
For a long time, I believed that as long as I eventually did what God told me to do, I had been obedient.
I don’t see it quite that way anymore.
I believe there are times when obedience has a window.
God gives each of us a path, but He doesn’t necessarily illuminate the entire journey at once. He gives us light for the step we are standing on. Then, in His timing, He illuminates the next one.
There is preparation happening while we wait.
If I rush onto a step before God illuminates it, I may find myself moving into darkness because I got ahead of Him.
But what happens when God lights the next step—and I refuse to move?
Maybe I don’t have the finances.
Maybe my health isn’t where I want it to be.
Maybe I’m distracted.
Maybe I’m afraid.
Maybe someone I trust tells me it’s a bad idea.
Maybe I heard God clearly at first, but I waited so long that doubt had time to join the conversation.
Eventually, I start telling myself:
Maybe God changed His mind.
Maybe it wasn’t the right time.
Maybe I misunderstood Him.
Maybe that wasn’t the right move after all.
And before long, self-sabotage has supplied an entire list of reasons not to do what I once knew I was supposed to do.
James reminds us:
“But be doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving yourselves.” — James 1:22 (NKJV)
Hearing isn’t the same as moving.
But what if the step never actually went dark?
What if my fear simply became louder than the light?
God may still be waiting for me to move.
Self-Sabotage Can Touch Our Finances Too
Sometimes self-sabotage looks much more ordinary.
You’re on a tight budget. You know which bills have to be paid. Yet you spend money you cannot afford to spend or give away money you needed for your responsibilities.
Living in the moment can feel wonderful. And yes, there are times when we need to enjoy life.
But repeatedly sacrificing tomorrow to satisfy today can create a financial pit that we eventually have to climb out of.
Generosity is beautiful.
Enjoying life is beautiful.
But wisdom matters too.
Envy Can Pull Us Off Our Own Path
Envy and jealousy can become another form of self-sabotage.
Someone else is succeeding.
Someone else has the relationship.
Someone else has the house.
Someone else received the opportunity.
Someone else appears to be further along.
And suddenly we begin measuring our journey against theirs.
But their path is not ours.
What God is doing in another person’s life may have absolutely nothing to do with what He is building in ours.
When we become consumed with somebody else’s path, we can stop paying attention to the light God placed on our own.
When Self-Sabotage Becomes Normal
Perhaps this is the part that concerns me most:
Some of us have been self-sabotaging for so long that it feels normal.
We don’t even recognize it anymore.
An opportunity comes, and we immediately have an answer.
A door opens, and we immediately walk through it.
Someone asks something of us, and we immediately say yes.
Someone we love gets into trouble, and before they even ask, we’re already figuring out how to rescue them.
Someone crosses a boundary, and rather than address it, we convince ourselves it wasn’t a big deal because we don’t want conflict.
But what happened to asking God?
Lord, is this for me?
Is this my door?
Is this my responsibility?
Am I helping—or am I enabling?
Am I saying yes because You told me to—or because I’m afraid to say no?
Did You illuminate this step—or am I running because I saw an opening?
Not every open door is an instruction to walk through it.
Not every problem is ours to solve.
Not every person we love is ours to rescue.
Not everyone is entitled to unlimited access to us.
Something can look like a blessing and still require discernment.
Something can look like love and still require a boundary.
God knows what is waiting on every step of our journey.
We don’t.
So Where Do We Begin?
Maybe leaving self-sabotage behind begins where surrender begins:
Submitting ourselves again to our Creator.
Taking inventory of ourselves—not once, but continually.
Learning what is happening inside us.
Why did that make me angry?
Why am I afraid to say no?
Why do I need that person’s approval?
Why am I trying to control this?
Why am I jealous?
Why am I rushing?
Why am I refusing to move?
What am I using to numb myself?
What haven’t I forgiven myself for?
Am I helping this person—or enabling them?
Where have I confused having no boundaries with being loving?
Why do I feel responsible for fixing everyone?
Who or what has access to me that should no longer have unlimited access?
Why do I keep returning to something that has already shown me its fruit?
And then bringing those answers before God.
Not thinking so highly of ourselves that we assume our understanding is enough, but asking Him for wisdom, revelation, correction, and direction.
There will still be ebbs and flows.
There will still be difficult days.
There will still be moments when we choose poorly.
Surrender does not mean we suddenly become perfect.
But perhaps the struggles we create through our own self-sabotage can begin to decrease as we learn to stop running ahead of God, stop dragging behind Him, and simply walk with Him.
Maybe the prayer is not:
“God, come with me.”
Maybe it is:
“God, help me go with You.”
Reflection
Where might self-sabotage have become so familiar in my life that I no longer recognize it?
Am I asking God to lead me—or asking Him to approve decisions I have already made?
Is there a step God has illuminated that fear, people-pleasing, control, distraction, or someone else’s opinion has kept me from taking?
Am I helping someone—or protecting them from consequences they may need to face?
Do I know the difference between being loving and needing to be needed?
Where have I allowed guilt to keep me from establishing a necessary boundary?
Who has access to my time, emotions, finances, or peace that I may need to reconsider?
What boundary do I need to establish with myself?
Am I using anything to numb feelings or consequences that I need to face and bring before God?
Is there something I have asked God to forgive me for but continue to use to punish myself?
What am I afraid surrendering completely to God might cost me?
Where do I need to practice a healthy and unapologetic “no”?
And before I walk through the next open door, will I stop long enough to ask:
“Lord, is this the step You have lit for me?”
Prayer
Father,
Show me the places where I have unknowingly stood in my own way.
Give me the courage to see myself truthfully without condemnation and the humility to surrender what You reveal.
Forgive me for the times I have asked You to align with my plans instead of aligning my life with Yours.
Show me where my desire to help has crossed into enabling. Give me wisdom to know what belongs to me and what does not. Teach me to love people without trying to rescue everyone and give me courage to establish boundaries when boundaries are needed.
Teach me that love does not require unlimited access.
Show me where I need boundaries with others and where I need boundaries with myself. Give me the strength to say no without guilt when no is necessary, and keep me from tearing down healthy boundaries simply because someone else does not like them.
Help me understand that saying no does not mean I have stopped loving.
Show me what I have been using to numb the places that hurt. Give me courage to face what I have avoided and wisdom to seek help when I need it.
Teach me to receive Your forgiveness. Where I have made mistakes, help me take responsibility, make things right where I can, learn what You are teaching me, and move forward.
Don’t let shame convince me that my worst decision gets to define the rest of my life.
Teach me to recognize Your voice, trust Your timing, and wait when You say wait.
And when You illuminate the next step, give me the faith and courage to move.
Help me release the people, habits, desires, fears, and expectations that I have placed above You.
Teach me when to say yes and give me peace when the answer needs to be no.
When my emotions distort my vision, bring me back to Your truth.
When I make the wrong choice, don’t let disappointment keep me from returning to You.
I don’t want to keep creating battles You never asked me to fight.
I don’t want to keep walking through doors simply because they are open.
I don’t want to keep carrying responsibilities You never gave me.
And I don’t want to keep giving unlimited access to people and things that interfere with what You are doing in me.
I want to walk the path You have prepared for me, one illuminated step at a time.
I surrender again.
Not my way with You following behind me.
Your way, with me following You.
In Jesus’ name,
Amen.
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