This semester has been extremely stressful. My previous thesis chair has prevented me from going through IRB. So I finally got the courage to change chairs and now that process is under way. As for my service hours...I have worked in kids church 6 hours total and on praise band vocals for 6. I'm pictured below dancing in kids church and I thought people would enjoy this less than glamorous shot! Anyway, my church volunteer work comes to a total of 12/30 hours. I hope to catch up on these collo hours as my stress load eases up.
(Adapted from an essay I wrote on failure) I was that girl. I grew up in church, made straight A's, and was a cheerleader for most of my life. Any club you can name, I attended it in high school. I had an amazing reputation and was so proud of the being the goodie two shoes, all-american girl. Then I went to UT. I met my first boyfriend, and long story short I started making some pretty bad decisions. I ended up alone, broken, and no longer feeling deserving of love- much less the love of my heavenly father. who would want this garbage? For exactly 361 days, I wanted to die. My hands were trembling, and my breath was cold as it ran over my lips. I felt all alone on Henley Street Bridge, even though I could see the headlights and feel the rush of the cars behind me. I can recall countless nights that I had stayed up, sometimes 24 hours in a row, sobbing and begging God for death. I could not take the feeling that my insides were ripping apart anymore. I had lost mysel...
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