Living Inside Out. Apparently it's not as easy as I thought.Last month I wrote my story of self-harm. If you read all my tweets that weekend please forgive my "rementioning" it. Writing about my story was a really big deal.
I thought I was good at being vulnerable. Apparently vulnerability requires vulnerability.And obviously it's as overwhelming to me as most people because it's taken me a month to work up the gumption to do this again.
"MegLivingInsideOut." Strange blog name for a girl who likes to hide at home for days on end. And yet in the quiet places of the internet, other hurting hearts heard my story and felt my balm.Only the Holy Spirit can provide healing through words. If He chooses to use mine, I must continue the venture.