Light in the Darkness: Dealing with Depression
This morning I sat up and quickly decided to lie back down. Could I do life today? I wrapped myself tightly in the soft covers that always welcome me and closed my eyes hard. I knew what my mind would chant, and I knew I would have the choice to combat it with Scriptures, whether I committed to a day standing upright or not. One eye at a time reopened tentatively. The loud thoughts pressed in around my mind.
Better Together
We gathered together around the table, five times a day. Making it through the grueling re-feeding process in my anorexia recovery would have been impossible without the community of these ladies journeying with me through treatment at the Laureate Hospital in Tulsa. Alone, I was weak and unable to finish what seemed like an impossible task in front of me. Together, through tears, encouragement…
Letter to 18 Year Old Me
Mother Knows Best
My mom has given me a lot of good advice over the years. Some of my favorites include making sure I’m careful walking in the mall parking lot (even if it’s at 2 PM in broad daylight) and teaching me the value of blush. (My skin tone is classified as “porcelain” which is the nice way of saying “ghost-like,” so blush is definitely a necessity for me.)