Living Healed

At the beginning of quarantine I fell into a really dark place. I was self medicating, people pleasing, and exhaustively striving. During times of productivity and progress I still have had debilitating symptoms. My mental illness became me. It is what I clung too because it was always there. We had been in survival mode... Continue Reading →

The Mercy Disconnect

I mess up a lot. I yell at my kids too often. I don't trust God nearly as much as I should. I can be judgy and insecure. I lash out and isolate. I am just so human it hurts sometimes. And I'm telling you all of this to let you know, God is still meeting... Continue Reading →

Pushing Toward the Promise

We are in the process of buying my grandparents' house, my childhood home. It has been one of the most bittersweet times of my entire life. When we were both sixteen, Eric would pick me up from my house at 5 o'clock in the morning and take me to ihop for breakfast after a long... Continue Reading →

Eyes Wide Open

You know how there is always that one person with something negative to say? The sun could be shining, the grass still wet with dew, and these fools would still say, "It's cold." 🙃 That has been me and I have had a hard time shaking it. Now don't get me wrong, I talked about... Continue Reading →

Radically Authentic

If years of Cognitive Behavioral Therapy has taught me anything it's that when I start spiraling...I isolate. I recluse in all the worst ways and always at the worst times. When I need people most is when I tend to shy away and try to figure things out myself to try and make some sense... Continue Reading →

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