An uncomfortable conversation to have, but loving someone with trauma is actually not easy.

There is something precious about the delight children get out of candy. There is validity to recognizing what your body needs and making sure that you are getting your nutrients, but there is a difference between honoring God by caring for your body and clinging to an idol, or being trapped by lies of the devil.

There is something that I find deeply intimate about friends who walk through grief with you. Grief is a complex emotion and doesn’t happen in any specific timeline. There is such beauty in the assurance that in Heaven God will wipe away every tear, but while we are here there is a reality that grief tends to linger (and sometimes stays for the rest of our lives here).

The solution to my struggle wasn’t to just dismiss what I was thinking, or become “body positive”. It was to run to Jesus.

There isn’t an easy way to talk about suicide. There are so many things I would want to say to anyone struggling and I don’t know what to say first. This is my heart for anyone who doesn’t want to be here anymore.

I’ve had a lot of people ask about my experience with endometriosis. Here’s a summary of my past 9 months.