Life feels suspiciously bipolar.Read More The Existence of Sunshine and Genocide
My “book” is a hot mess right now. It’s so hard to see how all the pieces of the puzzle go together. I won’t get into details. I still have a lot of content to write. I’m at a standstill, and in an expression of surrender, I’m just going to share a part (since the […]Read More A piece of what I need to step away from.
I used to think I could change the world with machine-like force.
Turns out I’m weak. Really weak.
I feel like a tired helium balloon. I’m just drifting aimlessly, hovering a foot above some dirty sidewalk, being pushed along by the counterfeit breeze of cars whizzing by.Read More I feel like a tired helium balloon…
How can I “give it to God” if I don’t know what “it” is?Read More When Anxiety Isn’t Worry
At the onset of my disorder, I mistook my anxiety for sin, which only exacerbated my pain and confusion…Read More Prelude to an anxious Christian