06/02/2026
All 40 years of my life, someone wrote the script. Religious mom and dad, pastor, father priest.
They wrote a story that I needed to be a bad person. As a bad person, I needed someone to fix my badness, Jesus.
And because it was a conservative home, I had no choice as a child.
God owned when I am allowed to have emotions:
when to be happy,
when to be sad,
when to be angry. (only at sinners)
I wasn't allowed 2 emotions:
1. to be at peace (no longer need God, and
2. to be powerful, that would offend God.
So essentially I was a puppet. Until I learned I had the right to be free. ❤️