I will never understand why I was being ostracized in an environment that spoke about Jesus so frequently, yet it felt so desolate of His presence entirely.
The world regained color when I decided that the perfect body is the one that allows me to live. There is life beyond recovery; I am destined for it.
No more boxes. No more formulas. No more shame. Happiness never needed a strategy, it needed a courageous heart. So here I am life, arms open, eyes shut.