About me
Hello everyone. Growing up was a journey in many ways. As a child, I was innocent and deeply loving, often seeing the good in everyone around me. However, I struggled with communication and didn’t know how to express my needs because of my own mental challenges. For a long time, I communicated with my mother through hand gestures and grunts—this continued until I was about six or seven years old.
School was difficult for me. I had learning disabilities and was placed in special needs classes from elementary school through high school. I wasn’t formally diagnosed with ADHD, autism spectrum disorder, and OCD tendencies until my late 30’s. For much of my life, I felt like I was always trying to catch up or understand a world that didn’t quite understand me.
As I entered my teenage years, the way I saw myself and the world began to change. Family neglect, ongoing drama, and harsh treatment from others deeply affected me. Alcohol and other forms of escape became part of my life as I tried to cope with the anger and pain building inside of me. I made many mistakes and hurt people along the way, and I lost friends to drugs and tragic accidents. I felt completely lost.
During this time, my father—who was very quiet and someone I didn’t have many memories with—was undergoing dialysis, which slowly wore him down. I found myself showing him the compassion and love I had always longed to receive from him. When I came home, I would kiss the top of his head, ask about his day, and check on how he was doing. Eventually, he became very ill with leukemia. I tried to prepare myself for his passing, but nothing could truly prepare me for the pain. After he passed away, I sank even deeper into despair and returned to my old escape methods.
In the deepest part of my loneliness, God began to orchestrate my rescue from the darkness. I met a coworker who would soon become a friend, and he started talking to me about Jesus. At first, I simply listened, but we grew close. He eventually invited me to a Christian concert, and that night changed my life forever. The lyrics spoke directly to my soul and awakened something deep within me. Tears streamed down my face as the Spirit moved in me.
That night, I gave my life to Jesus Christ, my Savior. I felt an incredible weight lift from my shoulders. My Heavenly Father began His good work in me. When I returned home, the things I once used to escape were thrown away—because the emptiness and loneliness I carried were replaced with a love and compassion I had never known before.
My journey of healing—both from trauma and spiritually—continues through the help of my therapist, a wonderful community, and the Holy Spirit who guides me daily. My prayer is that you come to know Jesus as your Savior and friend, that the Heavenly Father would dwell within you, and that the Holy Spirit would guide you in wisdom and truth.
