i don’t want to fear anymore

Almost a year ago, I promised to write weekly to document life as a 25 year old, but I chickened out. Though no one had directly judged me, at some point last year, I started developing excessive anxiety about people's opinions on my faith and life in general. As the year progressed, I grew more … Continue reading i don’t want to fear anymore

less of me

Good health, a comfortable life, happiness, job security, peace... I considered having all of these be my reality meant that I was living in success. My mind has drifted countlessly into intricate portrayals of a life laced with glamor and posh. I have lusted after the guaranteed offers from wealth. At a young age (probably … Continue reading less of me