Learning To Believe

You can't encourage yourself once and hope you'll feel the same tomorrow, learning to believe in yourself and your ability is more of an everyday choice rather than a once off decision. Everyday we need to encourage ourselves that we can do it, change is a progression, not towards perfection, but being comfortable in your... Continue Reading →

Writing it Down

If I could say one thing to the younger me, I'd tell that small boy that he will end up finding his self-esteem and end up having more confidence than he could believe. I love encouraging people to not give up and to always believe in the story of their life; because giving up was... Continue Reading →

My Superpower

When I was little I thought I had a superpower. I could sense when things were going to go wrong, or something bad was about to happen. My success ratio was flawless. I thought I could see the future. I kept this knowledge to myself, because I knew, even at a young age, that I... Continue Reading →

Moonless Night

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 →

What do you tell Yourself?

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 →

Don’t Type The Talk

Everyone has an opinion. Some are more vocal about it than others, some hold opinions that may align with facts more than others, but everybody has them. Opinions are good – natural even. From where you stand, what you’ve seen and heard, it follows that you are going to put what you know together –... Continue Reading →

Faith Like Fire

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.

Books

A book may be plain to look at on a shelf. It may be pretty. Look expensive. Look old and worn. But books weren't made to sit on a shelf.

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