My Journey to Truly Being Loved and Being Vulnerable

Freshman year of high school I was so excited to have a fresh start that I did EVERYTHING. Not 1, 2, or even 3, but 4 sports. Choir. Grades. Clubs. 20 minute “natural makeup” tutorials on Youtube in the morning. I met new, exciting people, leaped to join groups I could go to football games…

Love & Her Evil Step Sister: How To Tell Them Apart

Walking down the street and you feel a gaze scan your body from head to toe and maybe a whistle that follows as your back turns. Hearing what is alleged to be an affirmation that only “compliments” one part of your physique, you aren’t sure why that’s supposed to make you feel proud. Getting out…

Someone Love Me! Is It Wrong To Want To Be Noticed Or Loved?

What is your deepest desire? You might think it’s being rich or to be a celebrity, to live at the beach or travel the world. These are not bad things to desire, but a little deeper in every human heart is a desire to be loved. And at times, we don’t get the love we…

3 Ways to Combat The Lies of Shame

I’m at the plate for my third attempt of the day. There I go, with sweaty palms, gripping my bat as tightly as possible in an attempt to feel in control. There are two outs, we are down by one, and it’s the final inning. I look up at my coach who knows I have…

Kobe Bryant and the Culture of Accomplishment

I would like to start by saying that, as a lifelong basketball fan, the recent passing of Kobe Bryant deeply saddened me. I had just sat down in my living room to do some work when my teammate shouted the news from the kitchen. I didn’t believe it, I wanted to believe it was just…

You Are a Gift: Unleashing What That Means

I smiled with joy when I walked into my friend’s bedroom and saw a picture I had gifted her hanging on her wall. What made that moment so special? It wasn’t simply the physical picture itself- but everything it represented. Whether a gift is a batch of cookies or an engagement ring, the way a…

Unexpected Pregnancy: 7 Ways to Help

I remember the day a close friend of mine told me she was pregnant. There I was, excited and nervous as I maneuvered around my college orientation. In just a few short weeks, I would be a freshman and living the life. So, when I received her text letting me know she was pregnant, I…

Scientific Proof You’re Amazing

I am not a fan of science. Let’s get that out there now, so that nobody thinks I’m nerding out in this blog. I am also terrible at science. Mr. Byers, Mr. Acre, and Mr. Bright can attest to that thanks to my grades in chemistry, biology, and physics. This is not a blog revealing…