Eyes Wide Open

Hey friends. Sorry for not posting often. When I first started blogging, I thought that posting every week was a good thing and something I had to do. However, I have realized that I only really like to blog when I feel like all my feelings can't be spoken...when writing/typing my feelings gets them out better. So, here I am. A lot has been going on in the world, lately. And my heart hurts. Oh gracious, my heart hurts. And perhaps, I'll come back to write about what's going on and how you can help. However, today I was angry. And I've been angry for quite some time. You know, ever since the government officially shut down everything and made everyone stay at home to prevent the spread of COVID, churches have been closed. Most churches are doing online services to continue to stay connected and aren't participating in onsite services. At the time, I understood completely. I was more focused on how to stop the spread of this virus and what we needed to do to sav...

Hi there. It's been a while, huh? Sorry for the months of silence. I've been struggling a lot mentally and spiritually. I felt like I wasn't at a place to write anything to you guys because I was so confused. I felt like I wasn't going to give you my best, so I took a little time off. I can't say that I've fully come back to the place I was when I started this blog again. And I probably won't be there for a while, but I do feel like I am at a place where I can start writing again. So, I wanted to share a little about what I did today. Since I was in middle school, I have struggled with my self image. Like most teen girls, I wanted to be skinny and pretty and cool and popular. And I never felt as such. When I was a preteen I started a bad habit of picking at my skin. Whether it be a pimple, a scratch, a bug bite, etc. I would scratch and itch and pick until it bled. In a way, this was my coping mechanism. It was how I displayed self harm without picking up ...