by: Olivia C.
I once was a teenage girl who was angry and afraid. I was afraid of the change I saw in my mother after her mother died. I was angry at those around me because either I wasn’t good enough or I was only good for my body. I spent my youth, which I’m currently 16, searching for my identity and none of it was enough. I tried boys, girls, being “non-binary”, weed, self harm and none of it filled me the way the Lord did when I told him I wanted to try him for real, even if it meant leaving behind the things that didn’t help me anyways. I thank God that I am free from the loop of depression, mania, lust, homosexuality, and the blame game. In Jesus name amen.
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