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I don’t tell anyone this, but I was engaged to a boy that I didn’t end up marrying. We had a date set in the temple and everything. He broke it off. He told me that he usually dates, “really skinny brunettes,” and that he, “knew he could find someone much better.” Yepp. Brutal, right? I had never been crushed so low in my entire life.Reasonably so, right? My self-esteem completely shattered. Even that is an understatement. I’m not skinny enough, pretty enough, I am easily re

Don't feel like reading? Click HERE to listen to my voice recording of this post & even Download the MP3 for free. Sometimes I’ll read old journal entries about my trials and confusion, and I look back at all these nights I spent collapsed on the floor, screaming at God until I’d lose my voice, “I CAN’T DO THIS! This is too hard, I’M NOT THIS STRONG!”— those times when I asked where He was or why nothing was coming together yet— those moments when I was brought down to desper

I’ve been MIA on social lately, and it’s because this trial given to me has been so difficult and unfortunately it's been kickin' my butt and I don’t see it ending quite yet. It’s the kind of trial that lasts longer than you think it should have. I’d like to say I’m as strong as I was when it first presented itself, but I’m not. It’s the type of trial where your strength is warn very thin and you feel like you’ve been positive about it for too long that you can’t help but let

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t let Satan into my head just the other day. This past week I was really sick that left me lying in bed for a few days. ‘Rest’ is not a word I love, in fact, I don’t like it at all, I like keeping busy, I work better that way. Yet here I was with too much time to be half conscious with an idle mind. And an idle mind is a very dangerous mind- it’s like a flashing vacancy sign for the adversary to stop by and overstay. I was laying there and I gla

Don’t feel like reading? Click HERE to listen to my voice recording of this post & even Download the MP3 for free. I absolutely do not like the nickname “the Tattooed Mormon.” I would never call myself that and prefer that others would not refer to me as that either. (But I promise I wont get mad at you, either haha). I think talking about what is on my skin is completely irrelevant to where I am now in life and what I want the focus of my efforts to be on—how real and incred

Fart noise towards anyone who thinks its ok to start a debate on my pages about my life. Just be nice and be respectful to everyone. I’ll be the first to tell you I am far from perfect; in fact, I feel I am really open about my faults and my challenges to everyone. There is so much more that I could be doing and I’m not. And the things that I am doing I could be doing much better at, I do, I know that. Every day I’m reminded of that. But what it is that you need to know is th

2015 | GET THIS BLOG POST AS AN MP3! Click HERE to listen to my Voice Recording of this post & Download for FREE It was a long and incredibly lonely time before I would be considered for a date. And that was really hard, just barely moving to Utah against my will (but following God’s), being in a new place, not knowing what I was supposed to do there and feeling absolutely and completely alone. (No, not just because of the lack of boys, but in general and in every way you cou

GET THIS BLOG POST AS AN MP3! Click HERE to listen to my Voice Recording of this post & Download for FREE [2015] I have been able to speak at Utah State Prison 4 times now, (twice on the men’s side, twice on the women’s), and I am forever changed by it. I have been to some really incredible and beautiful places, meeting literally hundreds of great people a day. Tons of different stories and backgrounds and challenges and successes—all that have had some sort of impact on me,

GET THIS BLOG POST AS AN MP3! Click HERE to listen to my Voice Recording of this post & Download for FREE Every day I receive “hate mail” + hurtful comments on my posts. I am consistently told that I’m a bad person. I’ve heard everything from I’m wrong, my life is a joke, I look like a disaster— to, my efforts are a failure, I shouldn’t be allowed to go to church or the temple, no way could God love someone like me, or even that I should take my life because the world would b