Lately, I’ve been trying to pray more. It’s hard to start, and when I do, it’s shaky and unconfident. Especially in some of my lowest points, I’ve been trying to come to God with my problems. But admittedly, most of the time it feels fruitless. Like I’d have a better time just trying to figure …
I still remember the first few Facebook posts I wrote in my darkest times. Posts of raw vulnerability; ones that shed light on the demons in my life. They were liberating, and I vividly remember the praise, the likes, the feedback, the encouragement – it all empowered me to share more. I had to be …