"This" became "then" and I started to fall. Crash, if I'm honest, hitting one ledge of loss after another on my way down.
Why Caring Deeply Hurts and is Worth It
What’s brittle will break, but what’s brave will bruise and blossom. I’m aiming to be the latter.
5 Signs You Need a Rest Day
Among runners, there's strong value placed on hard work. I get it, and I've lived it. But sometimes, the hardest thing we can do as humans is to not do.
You Are More Than What You Do: A Journal Excerpt Circa 2020
And the only reason God would still be here is if I can’t earn love at all— no matter how many books I read or how toned my abs are or how many hours of the day I devote the bettering my worldly existence. No, He’d only be here if all those efforts–and my respective failures to perfect any of them–weren’t the measure of worth that I’ve deemed them to be.
7 Signs of an Exercise Addiction
Balance breeds joy and success. But exercise compulsion allows no space for balance.
One Crucial Thing I’ve Learned About Confidence
I'm learning that I've been confident in my identity very little in comparison to how confident I've been in my walls of perfectionism.
I’ve Been Here Before…
I see comfort in my rulebook, but I also see pain. Why? Because each standard I fail lands like a brick on my heart… grinding shards of clay into me with a poisonous whisper: You’ve been here before.
Weapons of Warfare
All the tools and biblical knowledge in the world didn’t change the fact that at the end of most days, I laid awake hating myself for choosing the ED over my savior.
How Do You Spell Tortellini?
Neither you nor I can experience abundance unless we surrender to God. Neither you nor I can experience abundance unless we forsake our definitions of what is "good" or "bad" in our lives.
If I Were Free From Shame, I’d Tell You This…
. For all the years I've been struggling, I've seldom allowed the words "eating disorder" or "anorexia" to slip past my lips. If I'm honest, I've also been hesitant to label myself as "in recovery" at all.