by Ruth (38)

…I have no recollection of the drive home from my beautiful sister’s wedding that day, as only four days earlier, the man I had intended to marry had been torn from my life in a tragic event which now shrouded my life in darkness and left me broken.

by Mel (30)

[…] subconsciously, I began to believe that if I couldn’t receive the attention I craved from my father, then I could find it in boys instead. At the age of 17 I wound up pregnant to my boyfriend. My parents were horrified to learn of my pregnancy.

by Genevieve (59)

Before I invited Jesus into my life, I was held hostage by the deeply entrenched belief that I was unworthy. I grew up believing I wasn't good enough. Nothing I did seemed to please my parents. I felt myself deflating like a balloon. I thought if my own parents can’t love me, what hope is there for me?