I am a work in progress
I come and go, or perhaps I should say cum and go. I stay longer and longer each time, but I am still a conflicted soul.
I’m a current pastor in a real church. But I struggle with a hate-love relationship with the devil. I believe he’s real, very real, and I preach what the Bible says about him. But behind the scenes, I can’t help but sniff a line of sin with him or pop a pill of pleasure for him.
Like I said, a conflicted soul.
I burned every bridge I had this last relapse of repentance. I’m sorry to anyone I offended, and I hope you understand.
Living a double life is living a fractured life. And sometimes the attempt to hold both pieces in place becomes overwhelming.
Perhaps I’m only talking to myself here, and that’s okay. It’s cathartic.

















