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I’ve been in and out of some of the darkest places in my mind.
To be quite honest, I didn’t think I’d make it to 25.
In a few months, I’m hoping I reach 26... I thank God for every new day that he’s allowed me to live.
I try to be grateful for the things that I have, but most days it’s not about being grateful, it’s about fighting every thought that pass.
Because every thought is a seed and not all of them bloom into trees.
Some grow to be weeds and destroy everything around them that they see.
It’s a constant battle, a war I hope to win.
With God by my side, they say I can do anything.
But sometimes I run, I hide from Him.
The shame of not being good enough, it eats me from within.
I hang my head low, today not from defeat.
Today, out of reverence because I accept the gift You’ve given of living in me. at Tillett Studios LLC