I want there to be a word for the vulnerability you feel as you lay there just lying to yourself about what's to come. A word for the way your heart goes from fluttery to thudding in your ears. A word for that one last moment of hopefulness before the world comes crashing down. Why isn't there a word?
"The lockdown ... it feeds into pornography, loneliness, depression and mental health," McDowell recently told "The Pure Flix Podcast," noting that stress, isolation and fear of the unknown are all issues that are increasingly intensifying amid the COVID19 crisis.
Officers reported that Powell saw the semi-truck headed for the other man who had stopped to help, and Pastor Powell pushed him out of the way to save him. Powell was struck and died at the scene.
I stared at her and she held out her arms for me. Me. The scary monster. She wanted me. The same person who frightened her, she was seeking comfort from.
"I wish I was as thin as I was in this photo, but that girl was still pretty miserable. So now, my wish has shifted. I just want to be free from believing that my weight holds my worth."
