I had wrote Soldier of Hope a while ago. I had given my life to Jesus and he had radically changed my life for the better but I still struggled with depression, selfharm, and suicide. It wasn’t that I didn’t have meaning or hope...
Stories
Every woman and every girl inspires us. We are deeply grateful to those who have shared their stories about breakthroughs in their lives, the ways in which they have overcome fears, beliefs, or events that once kept them from connecting with their inner strength and recognizing their amazingness. Some of these stories are stories of pain and how a women or girl triumphed over it. As you read these stories, rather than focusing on the pain, choose to focus instead on the triumph and the ways that others have overcome what may once have seemed impossible to overcome. Let's celebrate their triumphs!
Vivimos nuestras vidas de momento a momento, de respiración a respiración. A veces, aguantamos nuestra respiración para que el momento dure, pero otras veces, cerramos los ojos y rogamos para que el momento pase. Es como estar bajo el agua...
I am a survivor. I was beaten by my mom’s husband for years. He was a nasty drunk. We feared weekends they were worse. Whatever he grabbed we were hit with and my mother was no better. I was told growing up I was a one night stand baby. I...
This story I am about to share is something that I have dealt with for the past 3 months, (at least.) What I am about to share has torn me down left and right, but I have finally realized that it is what had to happen in order for me to become...
Even though she was in a very depressed state of mind, she was realistic. She realized that no matter what she said, someone would hate her for it. She stopped telling people how she felt. She only trusted her closest friends, but still...
Trigger warning: Before reading this post, please be aware that it includes a graphic description of self-harm. For 11 years I have struggled with severe body dysmorphic disorder, I struggle with the emotional pain of never feeling like...
Meri nanhi pari jab aadhi Raat ko idher udher bechain hoker dekh rahi thi Maine gusse se pucha kya Hua beta so ku nai rahi.. Kuch du pillow du to usne pat se jawab Dia na mummaa aapka hath chaeee…… ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Lived with two very hard workers. My father was an alcoholic, but a hard worker, provider. My mom, the best way same hard worker, provided everything, just wasn’t a drinker. Many fights and arguments and things I don’t want to share...
The school that I coach for Girls on the Run sits in the inner city of Allentown. As the guidance counselor shared with me the first day, it isn’t in the “sexy” part of the city that is being revitalized. It is in the “other” part...
Let’s move fast My last memory of being young dates back to the early 90’s. Possibly because my life before age five was so fast paced and moved so much that my mind has chosen to forget the things I feel would hurt me now if I knew them...