I never was too fond of talking about myself, however, if I don’t you will not know anything about me.
One word to describe me would be SERVANT. Okay two words. OVERCOMER.
The drug addiction, relationship addiction, and every arrest in between only masked the real issues. I didn’t feel worthy of love but longed for it consistently. Talk about cognitive dissonance.
Today, I know that because of Jesus Christ’ shed blood that God calls me worthy, daughter and beloved.
I am newly divorced. I am a single-mom of a chronically Autistic super-kid. I love to write, read, and speak to others who wrestle with feelings of unworthiness, shame, chronic guilt and open the curtains to the light of Jesus Christ.
That’s it for now.