he heard my voice.

I found this crumbled up in the bottom of a box.

& I remembered exactly when I wrote it ..

I was in class, not listening as usual, I was trying to write down exactly how I felt. 

That is all I had, I was restless.

Wrestling with countless and what seemed like endless nightmares and sleep paralysis attacks. 

Along with mistakes, regrets, this "perfect" little world of mine was getting too heavy to carry around on my shoulders.  

I took out handfuls of folded up paper and opened every single one them.

I literally re read every single bible verse/letter/quote/song lyric Abby gave me to encourage me.

I remember praying and praying and praying.. 

I remember asking where He was. 

I remember the frustration of not feeling this God that everyone said would never leave me.

But I didn't give up, and Abby didn't give up on me either, and neither did HE. 

He gave freedom.

I'm not captive anymore..

I don't live a life where I have to hide, I'm no longer as sick as my darkest secret.

I walk in light.

Jesus,

you heard my voice.