All tagged grace is for sinners

Sharing my story. Still.

I’ve emotionally moved on. I’ve socially moved on. And I’ve stepped into an entirely different personal reality since all of that. I rarely think about the people in my old life. That is, until I am asked to share my shame in the hope that it will make someone else feel less alone in theirs. But is there more I should be doing?

The Paint On My Walls

There are some things that lose value when you bring them from the spirit to the physical. Memories, private pain, and fear aren’t as sacred when you try to stuff them into the carcass of words. Like shoving a queen into a dress that’s too small just to make her sit at a table that’s too short and eat soup with a fork.