The Narrow Way

I used to be afraid of hope.Not because I didn’t want it… because I did.But because hope made me feel vulnerable.Hope meant believing that good things could happen again.And when your heart has been broken more times than you can count,Hope feels risky.Hope feels dangerous.Hope feels like a setup for more disappointment. So I stopped… Read more

Trust. It sounds simple, until you’ve had to rebuild it from the ground up. Because when people you loved broke your heart…When the ones who should’ve protected you didn’t…When words were used like weapons, and silence felt like betrayal…You start to wonder if anyone is really safe. And for a long time, I didn’t know… Read more

For so long, I loved from survival. I loved from fear. From emptiness. From the desperate hope that if I gave enough, maybe someone would stay. Maybe I could finally earn what I never received as a child. I didn’t know it then, but I was loving people from a place of deep need, not… Read more

I’m still healing. Still hurting.Still showing up every day with a heart that’s learning how to trust again.But something’s shifting.Something’s changing.And it’s not just in what I’m letting go of… it’s in who I’m becoming. Because I’ve spent so many years surviving, I forgot I was allowed to live. I forgot I was allowed to… Read more

I’m still in it. I haven’t arrived. The pages of my story are still being written, and some days, the ink smudges with tears. But God is still speaking. Jesus is still teaching. And therapy is still stretching me. What else am I learning? I’m learning that being honest isn’t the same as being bitter.… Read more

I’m in therapy.Not because I’m weak.Not because I don’t have faith.But because I’ve lived through things that require both prayer and processing.And right here, in the middle of the mess, in the middle of the remembering, in the middle of the healing… Jesus is teaching me. He’s teaching me how to breathe again.How to slow… Read more