I’ve allowed judgment from people who were never even part of my upbringing or my story. Somewhere along the way, I allowed people’s opinions to define me. I let their words settle in my spirit, and believed lies that had no foundation in truth. The truth is, more often than…
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My father used to call me “well adjusted.” I suppose, in his eyes, I was the ideal daughter—quiet, respectful, non-confrontational. I never talked back; smiled through everything; and held my tongue when I wanted to scream. What my father never realized, though, was that there was a storm brewing inside…
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First of all let me just say this:This isn’t about villainizing anyone—it’s about bringing awareness to something many parents overlook: the painful reality behind why some adult children create distance. There’s something unsettling about a parent who is quick to point out the flaws in their adult child without first…
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It took me 45 years to realize something that had been staring me in the face the entire time:Neither of my parents ever figured out how to love me. That’s a painful truth to admit. For most of my life, I tried to explain it away—telling myself I was too…
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Why Suppressing Emotions Is Not Strength In many cultures and families, we’re taught—either directly or subtly—that emotions are something to be controlled, hidden, or minimized. Crying is often met with “toughen up.” Expressing anger is labeled as “being too much.” Voicing fear is seen as “being weak.” So, we adapt.…
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How Pain Taught Me to Love Again I’ve always been the kind of person who checked in. The one who noticed when someone seemed a little off.The one who remembered birthdays, sent texts “just because,” and picked up the phone to ask, “How are you?” Loving people wasn’t something I…
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For years, I was led to believe the lie that leadership was a man’s calling—not a woman’s. This belief wasn’t born from secular culture but was fed to me by people I trusted, even loved—some of them Christians, some even family. They pointed to a few verses, wrapped them in…
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One of the most painful dynamics in a dysfunctional relationship is when the person who hurt you rewrites the story—and hands you the pen to “fix it.” They minimize your pain, twist your truth, and make you responsible for their brokenness. Suddenly, you’re not just dealing with the original wound—they’re…
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“How can people in the same family, who all say they believe in and love God, still be so distant from each other?” It’s a question that sits heavy on the hearts of many believers—maybe even yours.You love God. They say they love God. But the tension is real. The…
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—My Words to them I thank you for the breaking of my soul,The silence, and the parting took its toll.The hollow echo answered every cry,When all I sought was just a simple why. I thank you for the shattering of peace,The nights I gasped and longed for sweet release.The tears…