I feed wild finches and over the last month or so I’ve been watching them die little by little.
(the first post in this series is here: On Being a Social Outcast )
It seems I’m on the emotional ‘roller coaster’ again with no idea where I’m going to next. Apparently I haven’t arrived at God’s destination for me as the ride isn’t over yet. I’m so tired of … one… more… time… having to deal with all these uncontrollably, wild feelings!! It’s not bad enough that I have to deal with food addiction; I have to deal with all this child-abuse-PTSD too!!??
Love is the answer - now what's your question?
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Funny story and essay about Bangkok, Thailand and around Asia.
be the magick
it always knows
fresh hell trumps stale heaven
I'm Michelle. This is my blog. I write about women and fatness, expound upon semi-coherent thoughts I have in the middle of the night, and offer tough love to those in whom I am disappointed; they are legion.
Poems, stories, and reflections
Hope isn't an emotion, but a daily choice.
It's about the journey not the destination
my healing journey
Typing what comes to my head...
A personal perspective
Learning to live my life with anxiety, depression, and self-harm (and other things).
Growing towards God as an Introvert
Backpacking and Bipolar II. Taking Manic Depression on tour.
Jesus follower, peacemaker, unfinished human
Healing from Childhood Trauma
Searching for a God who's playing hard to get.
if I were to blog my life, it'd go like this...
"...that where I am you may be also." Jn.14:3
In Your light we see light...
Words fail, but sometimes I try
a life redeemed from the pit