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FInding faith

An Easter Memory

When I was sick and battling with the consequences of mental illness, all of my doctors seemed to think it was important for me to have faith, some sort of connection to a higher power and even a religious orientation that might help me discover and reaffirm my self-worth. 

Back then, I didn't like myself. I was too short, too heavy, and had nothing inside I could be proud of, nothing I thought that would ever attract the "right kind of people" which was all my parents seemed to care about.