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Confession of a People Pleaser
When I was young I looked for someone To call me beautiful I held my hands out Waiting for someone To hand me my value I left every conversation Hoping I’d left an impression Desperately wishing I’d be significant Remembered Special I waited for phone calls I longed for approval But as I grew older Continue reading
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Seen or Forgotten?

I’ve never thought myself a prideful person. Sure, I have my moments of confidence and pride; proud of a story I wrote, proud of my kindness towards others, but if someone had asked me whether I have a pride problem, I would have said no. As usual, the Lord revealed huge things to me while Continue reading
About Me
An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.

