How Will We Hold Each Other?

There are times in my life when climbing into bed at night is the scariest part of the day.  As I write that line, my memory flashes back to being 6 years old and asking my mom or dad to check the closet for monsters. “Oh and momma, can you please leave the door open … Continue reading How Will We Hold Each Other?

The Courage To Call

I dialed the counselor’s phone number into my iPhone. I distinctly remember my thumb hovering over that little green call button. Shaking. For about twelve minutes. Or maybe it was only seven. I don’t know. I knew I needed help. The anxiety. The pornography. The panic. But to ask for help, for whatever reason, was, … Continue reading The Courage To Call