For a long time, I truly believed that I was broken, even though I’ve heard over and over again that “the Lord makes the brokenhearted whole.” It took many years to finally acknowledge my childhood trauma, and it took months of panic and anxiety attacks, vivid flashbacks, and hiding it away to finally face it.
Read More"At 16-years-old, I was raped by a boy who decided that he could determine my worth. For two and a half years, I plunged into a deep darkness. ...I was ashamed and I remember wondering how the Lord could possibly love me like this…”
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