At some point, you will have to look in the eyes of fear and shame and whatever else it is that nags at your soul and say, “Stop.” Nobody else will do it for you. Nobody else can do it for you, really, since your life is your life. Your voice is your voice. Your relationship with […]Read more "On (Finally) Saying Stop"
I still remember being eleven years old, hiding in a ball on the bathroom floor after I was sexually abused by one of my older relatives. I didn’t have the vocabulary for it at the time, but I felt exposed and ashamed and unprotected. I felt used and angry and chaotic. For almost a decade, […]Read more "On being brave and sharing your story"
I don’t know if my birth control is suddenly throwing my hormones into the stratosphere or if I’m under a spiritual attack or if I’ve been watching too many episodes of Lost, but the last several days have been bathed in anxiety, from top to bottom. About every. single. thing. One minute I’ve convinced myself […]Read more "On fighting anxiety when you feel like you can’t fight anxiety anymore"
I promised Todd I wouldn’t write about this until we got married, so now that we are married, I’m eager to extend an empathetic voice to anyone who has felt crippled by the effects of sexual shame during the dating and engagement process. It is seriously, entirely by the mercy of God that Todd and […]Read more "On wanting to have sex with your boyfriend"
On my first day of fifth grade, I walked into a new school with my plaid uniform, button-down shirt, and grey knee high socks. Hugging my books with both arms, I nervously found a desk with my name on it and slipped into the seat. I scanned the classroom for a friendly face, but most fifth graders weren’t […]Read more "on being His"
I wrote this in August of 2015. The irony and joy and fulfillment of this anticipation is awesome, as I get married to this man in sixty-something days. God is faithful and keeps His promises. I am currently sitting in a friend’s living room in Atlanta, anxiously typing out my feelings and patiently waiting for Todd, […]Read more "on anticipation, and knowing who you’re going to marry after the first date"
It’s complicated to write about dating someone while dating someone because it’s personal and vulnerable and there’s no guarantee as to how everything will work out. At the same time, part of me rolls my eyes when I see posts about dating from people who are married—not because they don’t understand, but because their understanding […]Read more "on dating but also feeling like your arms are fat"