The girl with the problems.
That’s never who I’ve wanted to be. I never wanted to be that girl who always had something going wrong, who always had to make a crisis out of something, who was always crying in the bathroom somewhere. But here I am, typing this with one hand because my other hand is in too much pain to type. I’ve cried in front of an uncomfortable amount of people this week (and it’s only Wednesday). Yesterday, I had to swallow my pride and send texts asking for prayers because I’m incredibly overwhelmed. Why? Story time:
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AuthorI'm a college student with a passion to empower women, spread the love of Christ, and speak truth into the darkness. I also really like cats and Taylor Swift. Archives
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