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What Do We Do When We're Paralysed by Choice?

[This blog post was originally published at anxiousfaith.org, the site where I write for work. Anxious Faith is a community of people...

Why Is Vulnerability So Important?

I’m often referred to as an ‘over-sharer’. My Maid of Honour warned my husband about this trait of mine in her speech at our wedding:...

I struggle with Anxiety. What does that say about my faith?

I feel it sitting heavily on my chest like one of my weighted blankets. I wheeze it into my lungs, and cough out the burning taste. It is...

What you won't see in our wedding photos.

It’s day 4 of our honeymoon, and I’m sitting by a little gas fire, alone. My fiancé —no, husband, I remind myself— is fast asleep in the...

I'm terrified of going back to church.

9 months ago, I wrote a piece on how much it sucks when you're not invited to something. At the time, I felt isolated and excluded.

I'm a girl, and I struggle with lust and temptation too.

We were young teenagers when the separation started at youth group. It was a novelty. A whole night without the boys? We stayed in the...

He didn't let me drown.

Kids were screaming, and chlorine stung my eyes. I stood barefooted on the edge of the pool. The floaties on my arms felt tight, and my pink

He's in the little things, too.

When I came back from outreach, I was worried. I knew I’d be faced with the question; “What did God do?” And although I knew He’d done so...

Long nights under the street lights.

“What are you doing here?” They asked me, a cloud of smoke puffing from their lips. I wasn’t so sure. It was 1am, and the Malechon was...

Through The Iron Gate

The iron gate stared us down. We craned our necks up and squinted into the sun, trying to spot someone through the open window above....

2. Twirling in Cornfields

Come home, I hear Him whisper. Just come. As you are. I consider it. Weigh the choice in my mind — because it is a choice. I think of all...

1. Stripped Bare

There are people who’ve stripped me of my innocence. Not all of it, but a lot. They were gentle at first. I believed their intentions...