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I’ve started and deleted more blog posts than I can count over these last few months. Not because I didn’t have anything to say, but because I was afraid that saying it would leave me exposed—vulnerable to judgment. Every time I tried to show up honestly, I heard that familiar whisper:…
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As followers of Christ, we often strive to reflect Him in our actions and words. However, the Holy Spirit recently revealed something essential: following Jesus isn’t just about imitating His actions, but understanding what set Him apart—His unshakeable faith rooted in a deep relationship with the Father. Without this foundation of…
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For a long time, I felt stuck—caught between processing old wounds and striving to make real progress. It felt as though I was moving in slow motion, weighed down by memories and emotions that refused to let go. These memories—especially of rejection and shame—hovered like shadows over my heart. Though I…
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Right now, I’m in this space that feels suspended—caught between pausing to process everything and striving for real progress. It’s as if I’m moving in slow motion, weighed down by emotions that refuse to let go. The memories of rejection, shame, and unworthiness hover like shadows, and I can’t shake the…
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Some moments from our past don’t just fade with time. They linger quietly, hidden beneath the surface, only to resurface when we least expect them. Last week, rejection hit me hard—something I thought I had moved past suddenly resurfaced, just as real as it was back then. Self-doubt, fear, and feelings…
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There’s a unique strength that comes when you realize none of your power comes from you. It’s not the kind of strength the world teaches—the kind that says you have to push through no matter what, stay tough, and never let the cracks show. The kind of strength I’m learning about…
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Shame—it’s a word that carries a heavy weight, especially for those who have endured trauma and hardship. It seeps into every part of your life, distorting your self-worth and how you see yourself. For years, I carried the burden of shame from experiences that were beyond my control. While I’m still…
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I recently had a conversation with a friend about the state of the world, spirituality, family, work, and a host of other topics. In the past, a discussion like this might have triggered me, leaving me feeling overwhelmed and stuck. But this time, I noticed something different—a glimmer of change. I’ve…
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I’ve been in a bit of a dilemma over the last couple of weeks, trying to figure out what my next blog post should be about. The funny thing is, for once, it’s not because life feels overwhelmingly chaotic—though the world certainly hasn’t gotten any less crazy. It’s because, despite everything…
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In my first blog post, I reflected on how a series of unexplained physical symptoms—five days of relentless nausea and vomiting with no apparent cause—left me exhausted and confused. Little did I know, this was just the start of a journey that would lead me to a mental facility. I still…
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