I was abused and manipulated by the man who was my youth pastor for three of my teenage years. The abuse changed me into a stranger in my own body and I became a hollow shell of myself. In the midst of the abuse I felt like I wasn’t who I was supposed to be, and I couldn’t do anything to get rid of that feeling. So, I cried out to God and asked Him to do whatever He needed to to get me to where I needed to be. God heard my cries, intervened, delivered me with His mighty hand, and He continues to heal my deep wounds.
Since being freed from my abuser, I have rediscovered my humor, have strong relationships with my friends and family, can pursue what God calls me to, and I enjoy life again. I share my story of healing and restoration, the challenges and the celebrations, to help survivors feel understood and give them hope for healing.
I want anyone who has been abused to know they are not alone, the abuse is not their fault, and abuse is not the end.