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June 12, 2019
I thought I had the most uneventful life possible. I thought nothing exciting ever happened to me. Because of that, as a writer, I thought I would never have anything interesting to write about from my own life. Little did I know. Growing up, I bought hard into the lie that I needed a man […]
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“Surely it was for my benefit that I suffered such anguish. In your love you kept me from the pit of destruction;” Isaiah 38:17a The deeper I go into studying emotional/verbal abuse, the more my eyes are opened to see what I was blind to during my 27 years of victimization. I am now able […]
April 1, 2019
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March 1, 2019
The hardest prison to escape is the prison of the mind, One of the biggest obstacles to overcome is a thing called pride, So what happens when a man full of pride can’t escape from his mind? Locked away and can’t find the key, But even when the cell door opened and he was free […]
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I was born in Beaumont, Texas to a 20-year-old single college student. My mom was at Prairie View University on a track scholarship when she found out she was pregnant with me. Being a young single mother in college was tough for her and eventually she felt like she had no choice but to put […]
February 1, 2019
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January 12, 2019
Human reason teaches us that bad things only happen to bad people. However, the truth is, we live in a fallen world and bad things do happen to good people. Look at Jesus, He was perfect, and sinless; however, he was crucified for our sins. He didn’t do anything wrong, yet He suffered. The Bible […]
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I was 22 when I met my husband through an online dating website. He was cute in his profile so I took a chance and messaged him. After texting for a few weeks, we finally met for coffee. Clay was fun, easy to talk to and a true southern gentleman. We had conversations about our […]
June 18, 2018
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June 11, 2018
My heart aches for my past self as I look back and see myself frustrated, stuck, and beating my head against the wall wondering when my life would begin. It wasn’t too long ago that I found myself weeping in my car all the way to a doctor’s appointment. Willing myself to stop, as I […]
