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Circling Back Again: Part 4

March 10, 2016 By Alia Joy

This post is part of a series telling a longer story. You can find part 1- I Am From White Also, But Not Only here and Standing at the Margins: I Don’t Belong here and You're Good Enough here. It makes more sense if you read them in order but I get that you probably also have a life and may not have the time to read 5,000+ words. Carry on. If you’ve ever felt like you are going in circles, in cycles, in seasons, it’s because you are. We live a life of rhythms. Day easing it’s burdens into the …

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Filed Under: Story, Suffering, writing, Writing Tagged With: community, faith, Faith, overwhelmed, self image, story

You’re Good Enough Part 3

March 9, 2016 By Alia Joy

This post is part of a series telling a longer story. You can find yesterday’s post I Am From White Also, But Not Only here and Standing at the Margins: I Don't Belong here.  It makes more sense if you read them in order but I get that you probably also have a life and may not have the time to read 4,000+ words. Carry on. I. If you know where you’re going, you might not always know how you’re going to get there, but you’ll know when you’ve arrived. The biggest battle to get words to the page …

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Filed Under: Depression, Mental Illness, Story, Suffering, Writing Tagged With: bipolar, comparison, God, hurt, self image, story

For All Who Hurt with Nothing Left: A Grace Table Post

March 2, 2016 By Alia Joy

I was a week past deadline on this post. I sat at the keyboard for two days straight while fever swallowed up my hours and I mopped up my nose with a growing pile of tissues, gathering like soggy clouds in my wastebasket. And my fingers hovered over the keys. Backspace gobbled up my words faster than I could get them down and I must have started five or six posts before the letters trailed off and got stringy and anemic like my story was being siphoned off and stolen away. I wanted to blame it …

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Filed Under: Depression, Mental Illness, Relationship, Suffering, Writing Tagged With: bipolar, blogging, community, comparison, depression, dreams, Faith, hurt, life, overwhelmed

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Hi, I’m Alia Joy

INFJ and Enneagram 4w5…so it’s complicated. Wife and mom, coffee-dependent, grace saved, cynical idealist learning fluency in her native tongue, the language of hope. My pen is my weapon of choice to fight off the darkness when depression looms, it is my compass for navigating my messy mind, my even messier heart. Writing is my wilderness and my home. I write the reminders to find my way back to the heart of God. I write to feel God’s pleasure.

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