I hope y'all show as much empathy to the people in your life, than some did to a movie!

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Join me as I dig into the world of narcissistic Christians—those holier-than-thou folks who make Sunday service all about their personal highlight reel. From humble-bragging prayer requests to Instagram-worthy baptisms, we’re here to laugh, rant, and unmask the gospel according to Me, Myself, and I. Perfect for anyone who’s ever thought, “Is that a halo, or are you just shining your own ego?” Tune in, and let’s get spiritually petty together!

The pain I endured as a child because of my mom shaped much of who I am today. It wasn’t just about the difficult moments—it was about the confusion, the longing for understanding, and the emotional scars that stayed with me over the years. Growing up, I faced challenges that stemmed from her choices, her struggles, and the relationship we shared. While there were moments of love, there was also hurt that left a lasting impact. This story is about navigating that pain, finding healing, and learning to reconcile the past while striving to break the cycle for the sake of my own children.

There are many sides to me, but the side that allowed others to hurt me is permanently closed for business. I've already hurt myself enough by trying to bury my pain. While I can’t change the past, I can absolutely decide how I want to feel—and more importantly, how I don’t want to feel anymore. This is my journey to reclaiming my power, setting boundaries, and choosing healing over hurt.

There are many sides to me, but the side that allowed others to hurt me is permanently closed for business. I've already hurt myself enough by trying to bury my pain. While I can’t change the past, I can absolutely decide how I want to feel—and more importantly, how I don’t want to feel anymore. This is my journey to reclaiming my power, setting boundaries, and choosing healing over hurt.

I’m at peace now; my heart doesn’t hurt anymore. After everything I’ve been through, I’ve finally reached a place of healing and acceptance. This isn’t about forgetting the pain, but about releasing it and making space for joy, love, and clarity. It’s a reminder that even the deepest wounds can heal, and peace is possible.

There came a point where I had no choice but to ask her to leave. It wasn’t an easy decision, and it didn’t come from a place of anger, but from a deep need to protect my own peace and well-being. For too long, I had allowed toxic behaviors to weigh me down, trying to maintain a sense of family, but ultimately, I realized I was sacrificing my own mental and emotional health. Letting go was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done, but it was necessary for me to start healing. This is a story of setting boundaries, knowing when enough is enough, no matter how short or long the time!

In this episode, I don't delve into the specifics about the 'bumpkins,' but instead, I offer a deeper look into why 'the best friend' has been a significant part of my journey. Understanding their relevance in the prior stories sheds light on the dynamics and choices that shaped my experiences. This episode connects the dots, focusing on how certain relationships—often complicated—have influenced the path I've taken.

In this raw and vulnerable episode, I share the painful reasons behind my decision to start cutting myself. It wasn’t about seeking attention or wanting to hurt others—it was about trying to cope with overwhelming emotions that I didn’t know how to deal with. Cutting became my way of managing the pain, the sadness, and the confusion that I couldn’t express or process. This episode reflects on my struggles, the complexities of self-harm, and the journey I’ve been on to find healthier ways to heal and regain control of my life.

In this episode, I open up about my time at my last duty station, where I was deeply in pain and mentally exhausted. It was a period where I felt completely drained, both physically and emotionally. The weight of everything I had been carrying for so long became unbearable, and I reached a place where I didn’t know how much more I could take. This chapter of my life was a moment of intense struggle, but it also became a turning point, forcing me to confront my pain and start making the difficult decisions that would eventually lead to healing.