Yesterday, as my loved one attempted suicide, I had no choice but to finally face my fear and to be strong enough to step forward in faith of the unknown.
There are two distinct memories of addiction that haunt me to this day. One I have shared, this next one, very few people know. How do we define successful parenting? Often, one looks past the parents and begins grading the successful adult children. It goes that way. The hours we put into teaching wrong and …
I have not turned away from God, or stopped trusting Him; on the contrary, my only refuge in this storm is Jesus Christ. Saturated with fears and anguish to the core of my being, my release comes every day as I share the truths of my heart with Him.
The circle itself is exhausting, the emotions life changing. Nevertheless, we do not give up.
This has been a long day, and one I hope to forget soon. I know that is not the answer- but some days it just seems to be easier to wish such foolish things, if even for a brief second.
Run, little girl, run.
Straight to the precipice down below.
Run, run, as far as you can
No where else to go.
I searched the pockets cautiously, hoping God was wrong-yes, I literally hoped He, God, was wrong.