I know your pain, your self-hatred, and your despair. You are certain God is disgusted with you.
You fear you will be found out. It keeps you from telling anyone, or asking for help. But inside, you are crying out for help.
Number 1….There is hope.
AND far greater than Number 1….God is not disgusted with you.
Hang onto these two truths as you venture into this idea that there is a way out. That there is a way of escape. There is freedom from the clutches of this horrible thing that consumes you.
I want to take you on a journey. A journey down my road to this freedom. My road to God’s forgiveness and grace. My road from despair to joy. It’s not a pretty story, and it’s very hard for me to tell, but I believe, that if you can see the depths that my disorder took me, you can also see that God can redeem your story.