"I remember a specific moment where after a concert, a person came up to me and they thanked me for having a speech handicap."
Growing up I didn't have a very personal view of God.
She later told that she was thinking about suicide, and that it was my simple hello that had let her know that she was alive.
I stopped paying my bills. All my money went to alcohol, smoking, and things that are not healthy. What I was going to do at night became more important than going to school. I almost dropped out of school. I lost my job.
My brothers and I were separated. When we came back together in our parents home it wasn’t any better. There was still a lot of abuse going on, so I moved back out the spring semester my senior year.
I didn’t know if God loved me. I was just so desperate. I started to try to find my identity in relationships with guys.
One morning I woke up, and I turned on the TV, and the night prior to that I was watching an x-rated movie channel. When I woke up and turned on the TV it was on the 700 Club!
"I was the girl on top of the bar with money being put on me, not remembering any of it the next morning."