Who are you really?
That’s kind of a personal and hard question isn’t it? I want to share with you a little about who I was. How intimate and personal should one get? We don’t even share with our significant other some things about ourself. Doesn’t the divorce rate and brokenness of relationships show that we are not a very honest people? We all have dark secrets.
But Jesus said in Matthew 10:26 “There is nothing concealed that will not be disclosed, or hidden that will not be made known.”
What I’m going to share with you isn’t to solicit pity. In the past I indulged in enough of my own self-pity with consequences that still linger today. My mother died when I was 1-1/2. My siblings and I were taken from my father when I was 4 and put into a children’s home. At the age of 11 my brother and I were separated from my sisters. I was sexually molested at a young age. (12? I didn’t think to write down the date!) I was very confused and angry in my youth. I started drinking at the age of 17. I became addicted to pornography at a young age. I was arrested seven times for being drunk and disorderly, once for drunk driving. Once I had my stomach pumped because of possible alcohol poisoning. My brother committed suicide when he was 26. I was diagnosed as being manic-depressed in my early 30s, later diagnosed as being bi-polar.
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