On the 14th November 2015, my life hit rock bottom. I sat with my psychologist and listened to her explain to me that I had no hope for a brighter future. She told me that I was too far-gone inside the eating disorders, anxiety and depression that controlled me. A full recovery should not be expected. She elaborated, saying that while I may possibly learn to manage my symptoms,....
It’s been just over a year since my sister died. My world has been forever changed. I have experienced emotions and thoughts I never thought I would. I couldn’t even put into words until now all the thoughts that swirl though my mind. I am still amazed at what angles and thoughts my mind can cover in just a split second, let alone a year. And even now, the words are all the....
My world stopped turning on October 10, 2006. I was 20 years old. I was interning at a primary school about to head home for fall break when I had a voicemail from my dad to call him. The news was tragic. My mother had taken her own life. The reality of never getting to see her again, or hug her, or kiss her, or tell her how much I loved her began to sink …....
Both my parents attended the local Presbyterian Church. They were faithful attendees but not Christians. As I grew up I had very little interest in God. My adolescent years were scarred by sexual abuse and painfully low self-esteem. I was desperate for someone to make me feel safe and protected. When I met the man who was to become my husband I believed that he would do that ....
