One month after our wedding day, my new husband picked me up at the Fresno airport which we lovingly referred to as FAT (well because that’s actually it’s acronym). I had been gone for several days, so we made small talk about my travels in the car. Then,...
My struggle with body image began at a very young age. I grew up in a dysfunctional family and was not taught about God’s unconditional love and acceptance as a child. As a victim of emotional abuse, I have struggled with knowing my own worth my entire life. My...
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