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"I actually told him that. “I’m not in love with you anymore."
From the very beginning my real dad told me he loved me, but left. He may have loved me, but I don’t know. Then a step dad came in, and said he loved me and my mom, but would also tell me to not tell. It started with fondling...
I am a women’s Teacher/Counselor at Teen Challenge, a Christian discipleship program for people with drug and alcohol addictions. I grew up in a Christian home. I had a wonderful family. I grew up going to church, so I knew w...
"I thought Jesus was the king of the cartoon network."
"Suddenly I felt the real power and presence of God. It was like fire and electricity shooting through my body."
"And so in that moment, I didn’t ask God why, I just asked Him for help."
I didn’t tell very many people about this for a long time. I didn’t want them to think I was crazy. I know I ran up on some wicked stuff that day.
“You’re going to end up like your father, a bum on the street, a loser, an alcoholic.” As a kid, growing up hearing those things hurt me. I thought, “Man, after everything I do for you, this is how you love me.”
I went to go see him two years ago. I was going there for all of the wrong intentions. I wanted to fight him and just get all of my rage and anger out on him.
When I was about twelve or thirteen years old I heard my grandfather say, “The only good white man is a dead one.”