I Am a Writer!

So, I did a thing.

A few weeks ago I took a step towards recovering my love for writing while simultaneously breaking free from a false narrative that what I have to offer is not needed, not wanted, and not authorized. I joined a writing community called hope*writers!

I am embracing the truth that someone somewhere needs to hear what I write.

When I first started writing as a 17 year old, it was my life-line to God. I trusted that, every time I lifted my pen, God was guiding it.

As I got older, the voice of a hater suffocated that child-like freedom to simply write and express what was there.

For years I have been swinging the machete of hope, cutting through the overgrowth of doubt and self-hate to get to the ancient ruins that once gave life to me and others.

Last night was a moment of making it through.

Thanks to all who have encouraged me to pick up the pen again!

#hopewriterlife