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Honesty vs. Secrets: The Constant Battle

November 14, 2014 | 213 Views

Honesty vs. Secrets: The Constant Battle

Have you ever considered just how hard it is to share you deepest, darkest secrets on the internet? Out there for the whole world to see? It’s not easy. Especially when those secrets are deeply rooted in shame. Recently, Lacey posted one such blog that shared things she wouldn’t normally broadcast to the world. Her...

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God, Where Were You When I Was Raped?

November 6, 2014 | 2924 Views

God, Where Were You When I Was Raped?

It was my third year of college. I began feeling the weight of time–tired, my exhaustion causing the hard things to flood around, swirl and swish and drown. Even though my heart resisted, the necessity of opening the door to my pain was completely evident. Rest would not come without undone. I could no longer...

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I Am a Love Hypocrite

October 30, 2014 | 471 Views

I Am a Love Hypocrite

Preface: I am a love hypocrite. Have you ever rejected love because of the lies you believe? Or maybe because of the hurt love has caused in the past? Are you thinking of cartons of ice cream, broken promises and Chinese delivery? Or do you think of a person? It could be a boyfriend or girlfriend, but...

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What Our Fears About Ebola Say About Us.

October 23, 2014 | 472 Views

What Our Fears About Ebola Say About Us.

  Ebola is all over the media lately, you can’t turn on the TV or Radio without hearing about it. You can’t even log on to Facebook without it inundating your newsfeed. Everyone has their opinions about Ebola and whether or not we are danger, whether or not we are at risk and in danger....

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An Open Letter to Men Who Purchase Sex.

October 15, 2014 | 513 Views

An Open Letter to Men Who Purchase Sex.

There’s this road in Phuket, Thailand called Bangla home to over 400 bars. It feels like Las Vegas on steroids with dancing girls on every bar. If you were observant you could see trafficked eastern European women in glass cages, drugged and wearing masks, high above the bars. They were for those men willing to...

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Confessions of a Writer Who Doesn’t Write.

October 1, 2014 | 665 Views

Confessions of a Writer Who Doesn’t Write.

Life has been a blur in recent months. With working 40 hours a week to taking 18 hours of school, there hasn’t been much time for anything, really. That mixed with trying to find community, trying to sleep and rest and be… life is chaos. Life is even more chaotic because I haven’t given the...

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How to Be Brave.

June 7, 2014 | 1834 Views

How to Be Brave.

Courage is the word on the tongue of God, almost like he is whispering it in our ears and suddenly we find ourselves emboldened with our hearts pounding and our tongues tied doing something we never thought we could do. I used to think courage had a lot more to do with big physical actions,...

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Confession of a Girl That’s Scared of Intimacy.

I cried myself to sleep last night. Not a cute little “it’s been a rough day” types of cries… but the type where I moaned aloud that I didn’t want the sun to come up… because honestly, I didn’t want to face another day. I cried because I’m lonely. I’m surrounded by a sea of...

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The Lie We All Believe

April 28, 2014 | 2167 Views

The Lie We All Believe

  He walked her to the bar and she did the talking. He was about 55, white, slightly overweight and even from a distance I could tell he was unsure of himself. She appeared the opposite, young, Thai, beautiful, confident and doting on the older man, wiping his face with a cloth to catch the...

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Confessions of a Shameful Daughter.

March 26, 2014 | 5060 Views

Confessions of a Shameful Daughter.

Yesterday was a the typical mundane Tuesday. I made a million lattes and made small talk with any passerby of my quaint little espresso bar. I woke up well-rested and was ready to face the day. A few hours into my shift, my coworker knocked over a gallon of milk and my instant response was...

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