'Let us then approach God's throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.' Hebrews 4:6 NIV One thing that often gets in the way of us coming to the father is shame. When the devil makes anyone feel like they're a... Continue Reading →
Darkness, she is my lover; my horrid friend. She comes to me when I'm alone and wraps me in her cold embrace. She cries with me; but it's all just a mirror. Her lips well as she presses them against mine. Ice pierces my soul as I lay in her satin sheets. Something within me... Continue Reading →
For as long as I can remember I had a monster growing at the edge of my life, he towered over my self-esteem and beat me down everytime I tried to tell the truth about who I was. Crazy thing is that monster still exists but every day his spine grows weaker, as I grow... Continue Reading →
Despite how similar you are to someone else or how much your opinion mimics theirs, there will almost always be a disagreement somewhere down the line, whether that's to do with personality differences or experiences.
Often when we feel like we're not good enough, it's not because we are. It's usually because we think God won't accept someone who's broken; with scars, cuts, flaws and a past.
Our digital world is constantly advancing and promising us utopian style entertainment and enterprises. We pay a small fee and get exactly what we want, isn't that nice? It is until you need to eat, pay for power, pay for rent, and pay for phone and internet bills.
If I've met the same variety of people along the scale of manipulation, with and without BPD... why do we still persist with the belief that BPD = manipulative?