Nobody talks about the silence.

Not the cross. Not the resurrection.

Just… the stillness in between.

This episode is for the ones stuck in the quiet. The ones who feel numb, distant from God, and unsure what comes next. You’re not in a storm—but you’re not celebrating either. You’re just here. Waiting. Holding on.

And maybe that’s exactly where God is working.

You don’t have to feel it to be faithful.

Sometimes the silence is sacred, too.

I’m Still Showing Up (Even If I’m Barely Standing)

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It’s Palm Sunday—but I’m not feeling triumphant. I’m tired. Worn out. Barely holding it together. And yet… I’m still here. This episode is about showing up in the wilderness, when your faith feels fragile and your heart is too heavy for hallelujahs.

Jesus didn’t skip the struggle.

He walked through it—betrayed, bleeding, and broken.

So if you’re limping through this week, this one’s for you.

God doesn’t need you to be perfect.

He just wants you present.

Faith gets complicated when life doesn’t turn out how you prayed. In this deeply personal episode, I wrestle with silence from God, the weight of unanswered questions, and what it means to keep showing up—even when everything inside you wants to walk away.

This one’s for the believers who are tired.

The doubters who still pray.

And the souls who refuse to let go—even when it doesn’t make sense.

You don’t need polished answers to be faithful.

You just need honesty.

Welcome to This Might Be Therapy—where healing gets honest and faith meets real life. In this raw, unfiltered pilot episode, I step into the garage and start telling the truth. About pain. About burnout. About trying to hold everything together while quietly falling apart.

No scripts. No fake peace. Just a man, a mic, and the beginning of something real.

If you’ve ever felt like you’re barely holding it together…

You’re not alone.

And you’re not crazy.

You’re just in the middle of your becoming.

• My first episode — no script, no filter, just truth.This is where I start. From the garage. From the gut. From everything I’ve been carrying.If you’re out there trying to hold it together, this might be therapy.