Where something beautiful should be, lies a vacant space only filled with the waste of pain. Years of abuse scavenged every last bit of light—a broken mind from a broken heart.
The character of unconditional love is a gift. It blinds us to the truth. Yet, it simultaneously exposes us to the truth.
Mental illness and stay at home orders.
Maybe my lesson is the one you need today. Maybe your pain is still holding you down, even to the point of wrapping itself around your throat and constricting every breath you take.
Time would heal my wounds, and courage would eventually merge the pieces of my soul. Before God was my everything, I was a floating vessel in search of solid ground.
..tonight we know that if the threat of violence lies in one's heart, it is escalated by drugs, not created by them.
Surviving the journey of sharing your story.
For all those who know the story well.
The secret a child won't tell.
Today, I admitted something out loud-I am exhausted. The tug on my heart is more than I can bear. To withstand more of the same is beyond my ability.