the truth sets free. the truth became a person. discernment and doubt. a digestion walk ended w a random guy, passionate and kind, talking to my mom and I. he prayed and wept over me. back to back days in starkly different environments and credits ooing and ahhing about what had to happen for us to get _here_. sometimes it takes stomach aches, sometimes depression. almost always at the end of your rope , there’s another One