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Ask The Band: How Do I Explain My Battle Wounds?

Between 2 and 3 million people in the US alone self-injure. This is her experience. I just want to start out by telling you about the gift God has so graciously provided me: I have an awesome, incredible, beautiful, rambunctious three-year old named Libby. She is my...

I Am Complicated

I am neglected. I’m the product of parents who didn’t know how to fulfill my emotional needs. I alternate between believing both that “my parents gave me everything; I had a happy childhood; I don’t have any reason to be this messed up,” and “my parents emotionally...

A Letter I Can’t Send: Dear Mama

Mama, In my teens, I was toxic to everything I touched. I didn’t mean to be – I just had a lot of pain inside and was too young to understand the connection between that and the reckless behavior I exhibited. You understood it and prayed for me, always...

The Demons In My Brain

I’m not usually one to do stuff like this. I’m the creeper lurking in the corner wanting to make friends but never approaching anyone. But I have a story, and I need to let it out. I was your typical Midwest teen in 2006. I was 15, went to the movies with friends,...