• Why a song might not just be a song [baby it’s cold outside]

    There’s been a debate going around about the “baby it’s cold” song, and it’s relation to sexual assault. I’ve seen people bashing (and I don’t say that lightly) the people behind the debate- the people who find this song offensive. I personally have never paid attention to the lyrics, but when I saw people posting on Facebook how people are becoming offended by everything, I decided to look into it. I can see it- why these people would be offended. I can understand their reasoning. I can understand it all too well. But, I do understand that this song was written in a time where it didn’t have that type of meaning. It…

  • I deserve love, and so do you.

    I never thought I’d experience love. Not just simple love, but true, never-ending, hard to put into words love. I’ve experienced heart ache. I’ve experienced hurt. I’ve cried myself to sleep over pointless relationships. I was bullied all throughout school for my appearance and never thought I’d find someone who loved me. I experienced health issues that made me feel like no one would ever want to be with me when doctor appointments are written on my monthly calendar. I starved myself for eight years and never thought I’d find someone who’d understand the struggles of food. I experienced sexual assault so I never thought someone would want to be…

  • Left vs Right

    These are two medications I take daily. The left is a medication for my heart. It works to slow my heart down and allows my heart rate to be normal around 75% of the time. It doesn’t make my life normal but manageable. The right is an antidepressant. I have taken it for the last two years to help with depression and anxiety. It allows it to be reduced tremendously. It’s not a ‘happy pill’ but it makes every day a little more manageable. Both help me daily to be healthy so I can be the best wife and mother I can be. Yet, the one on the left society…

  • The number on the scale is just a number- not your worth.

    Yesterday I shared a post on facebook. It was about a young women who now knows her self-worth and the love of Jesus, and happens to weigh 50 lbs more than she did previously during the years of her struggles and unhappiness. Someone made a comment on the post I shared saying that they are tired of women saying they only love themselves when they’re fat, and that it’s their way of making excuses to eat unhealthy [or in their words, like crap]. This saddens me because we live in a society where women [and men] are made to feel unworthy based on their appearance. For some reason the world…

  • Admitting is half the battle.

    I’m exhausted. Two years ago I began taking an antidepressant. It helped, and I knew it helped. But it wasn’t till the past few weeks that I realized how much it helped. Five weeks ago, after my son was born, my prescription also ran out. With being new to motherhood, and putting everything into taking care of my baby, I’ve put myself on the back burner- like trying to renew my meds. I was off of them the first trimester of my pregnancy, and I could tell a difference in myself, but I honestly thought it was just pregnancy hormones- now I know this feeling isn’t and wasn’t just hormones.…

  • Emotional abuse: you are not alone.

    Writing has always been my form of healing. But, sharing that with the world isn’t easy. There’s really only one person I ever talk about this with, and seeing how I’m marrying that person, it’s kind of needed.  Last year, I met a guy who told me he’d change my life, but little did I know the way he’d change it wasn’t anything like what I expected. You may refer back to “Speaking Out- I forgive you” if you want a little recap. Anyways- That last post was the first time I ever opened up about it. The first time I was able to set it free. I thought it’d get better. The dreams.…