This blog is a representation of who I was. Lost, confused, drowning in my own shame. I changed the name because I feel that the new title is more representative of what this blog is, and the old title is more representative to what has happened in my life more recently: Jesus. I mean, for real, for real. He didn't just knock, but He busted the door down of my heart, and He is truly freeing me from myself. I'm saying goodbye to my old self, and hello to a new one. I'm still the same old me, but I'm actively seeking wisdom, grace, and the strength to live each day with my mental illness, my insecurity, and my loneliness. I'm new in Christ, and He will be my rock and my redeemer. Yes, I have always been a Christian, but for a while I lost my way. I've rededicated my life to Him, and with His help, I can really live. In Christ alone. My new blog is freedfrommyself.tumblr.com, if any of you would accept my invitation to share with my my renewed self in this journey that begins today.
Stairs of the Helsinki Cathedral filled with crocheted patchwork quilts of the world.
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I took this my senior year of high school. It’s the view of Manhattan from an old New Jersey train depot. I raised my camera above my head to get over a crowd of people, and by sheer luck it looked perfect.
New Tumblog, New Me
freedfrommyself.tumblr.com
If you’re curious why, read the description of this (the old) blog.
My cat does this, and it’s absolutely terrifying.
(via the-absolute-best-posts)
Can someone
learn to cry? I have this inability to cry even when everything within me is telling me, “Yes, this is when you should cry. You will feel better if you cry right now.” It’s like my inner me is drowning in the tears I’m holding back. I don’t mean to hold them back - I just don’t know how to let them out. Instead, I just have to make due with crying randomly at stupid things that don’t make any difference like insurance commercials or when I see skinny squirrels being bullied by fat squirrels on the diag or when I go home and my dog doesn’t want to cuddle with me.
