Jesus & Therapy
I remember the first time I ever saw a therapist. It was the year 2010, and one of the ladies I worked with at the time was talking about going to counseling weekly.
She put it plainly like this, “I go see …
December 13th.
7 years ago today, I was lying in a hospital bed in a haze. My parents were on either side of me after having to talk to doctors and nurses about possible stomach pumps and blood test, trying to make sure I hadn’t done …