Broken.
- Jun 23, 2017
- 1 min read
I felt like God was trying to break me. I'd been stripped of all the things I thought were "beautiful." The things I thought made me...ME. I felt like God had taken me to a foreign amusement park and dropped me off saying, " Meet me back here at the entrance on your own time, okay bye!"
I was in a new place in life, a place I wasn't familiar with. Things began to change. Fast.
My hair began to fall out. Every stroke I brushed was a stroke of my hair falling out from the follicle. Canker sores covered my mouth from the discoid rash covering literally every part of my body.
The skin on my face was ravished by the rashes resembling peeling tree bark, even my nostrils were infested with this painful rash! As time went on I began having excruciating pain from the feet up. I felt like I was being punished or cursed! I I didn't know that depression was a real emotion until that moment. I never knew what it felt like to be that low..I didn't know that was only the beginning...
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