𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫….
…. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺, 𝘐’𝘮 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵.
At that point, I knew that his personal convictions were not based on reality and that meeting with him was causing more harm to me than good.
It saddens me to say that I’ve seen people who participated in that very same event that I participated in, 25 years ago, pass judgment on people who are simply speaking up for their right to breathe.
Pain causes us to forget who we were.
It causes us to forget our purpose.
It causes us to lose our dreams.
The day came when I was no longer willing to hide behind a smile and I chose to walk away. My personal exodus led me to a literal desert where I had to learn to reclaim the life that I was created to have.
If you are not careful, another year will pass you by leaving you with…..