Edit: I had taken this down because I was unsure whether I really should post it but decided to repost it in its rawness...

Where does this pressure come from? From people's good intentions. Friends implying their opinions. My own internal dialogue from...

Be brave. Be strong. Be courageous. Fight for yourself. You are worth it.

...because she wasn't sure He would actually show up and help her in her pain and need.

Today is one of those days that are really out of sorts. It could be triggered by any number of things. Two of the culprits may be the dreams I had the last 2 days. The third one be a conversation I had with a friend last night...and there could be more that I'm not aware of... Yesterday morning my dream was schoolwork related. From what I can remember it started with me helping a mom who lost connection with her young school age daughter as I worked as a maid for her. Part w

I have a friend. She is a police officer in the city where I live. I told her she is welcome to stop if she is nearby and has a few minutes to chat. Today she stopped by and we had a nice chat. It made my day to see her and to chat with her. I had been working on updating addresses and phone numbers in various aspects of my online life since having just moved and changed my phone number and I was stressed. My budgeting has piled up several months too and I had shoved it all

This kinda depicts my feelings of today...moving out of state and some of the things that happened leading up to it and after make me feel like I have indeed escaped the claws of the enemy... One day out of the blue I got a letter from an older Mennonite lady in another state saying that I shall write her back that she'd like to get back in touch again. About 14+ years ago this lady would sit in on my sessions while her husband "counseled" me. She had taught me how to do macr

I didn't know what to expect. I didn't want to talk about whatever came up because this was an area I hated as well as tried to...

Tonight I was on my way home from horse therapy and since I'm now living at my friend's house I decided to find a closer way home than I normally go, but I was not expecting where it would take me... As I came off the exit ramp and started down the road I all of a sudden realized where I was...an area where I used to go hiking with an older lady from my last church...I didn't think much about it and kept following my GPS...and wouldn't you know it, it took me the same directi

On my mind tonight.... Sometimes...well, often, I find myself being so hard on myself for being so scared of the lady downstairs. Like, I should just get over it, right? When someone is anxious or scared about something, there's usually a reason underneath...and so I have discovered this for myself... I've been dreading letting the landlord know that I'm moving because I've been afraid that when the lady downstairs finds out she will bother me to no end...and ask questions...

What do you do when you get a phone call from someone who treated you horribly? I don't answer. I let it go to voice mail. I listened to it. She said she wants to spend time with me. I remember how she was the only friend I felt I had at one point. She let me stay at her house so I didn't have to move back into my parent's house after I had taught school in another community as an escape from my parents house. She was the one who helped me move to the state I now live in. She

When I was 22 I moved to my current state. It was the only way I could find to stay out of my parent's house. I stayed at an older couple's house for a week(they were "lay counselors " who had several single girls living in their house). There was not much privacy in my opinion. One evening I was in the middle of undressing for bed and the lady of the house, without knocking, walked in to tell me something. I felt so violated, even though I didn't even know what the word mean