Lately, I’ve been struggling. And I mean REALLY struggling; the kind of struggling that involves spending days on end laying in bed trying desperately to hide from the world and the impending stresses of life (read: impending doom). 506 more words
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Once upon a time, a sixteen-year-old girl was unanimously predicted to be the first out of her senior class to get married.
That sixteen-year-old girl was me. 847 more words
Today I found out I’ve been accepted into grad school! It’s days like today I’m reminded of the big miracle God made me back in 1992 after a speeding car struck me and I was inches away from death, and according to the doctors if I were lucky enough to live I’d be nothing but a vegetable. 153 more words