Free to Be Free: Breaking the Chains of Religion, Anxiety, and the Disease to Please

  Tyler bought me this bracelet months ago. When I first read the quote, it honestly brought tears to my eyes. I know what it's like to be "perfect," or at least give the illusion that I am. And I know how it feels to be free from that burden. My entire childhood I was the … Continue reading Free to Be Free: Breaking the Chains of Religion, Anxiety, and the Disease to Please

The Word in the words

             I love books. I love reading. I love writing. I love words. I always have.              I'm fascinated by the different meanings that words can have, the different ways that people interpret words and verses. I love to compare and contrast different verses and writing styles. I love dialogue. I love poetry. I love … Continue reading The Word in the words

Free from Fear

            This is what my journal looks like this morning. With my lack of artistic handwriting, it's rough, messy, jagged, real... me.             One of my greatest life struggles has always been fear. Not of the dark, not of being alone, not of current circumstances, but fear of the unknown, fear of the completely imagined … Continue reading Free from Fear