“What happens for me, I am thankful for. I am blessed, not believing in luck. I do not rely on random acts of chance, forgetting that my soul source and provider always blesses me for my greater good. I claim my divine right, falling back to my one and only provider.”…
“That following Monday I went back to climbing into windows at night, crawling into beds for warmth, and burying my head deep into the blankets and bodies of my friends. I begged God to take away the throbbing surges of fire that captured my medulla oblongata” Born and raised in…
“In the midst of my crumbling, unstable household I was introduced to my biological dad, which created a tiny spark of hope for normalcy. Exposing my abuse opened up a variety of wounds that were not healing right in the first place.”
