Pregnant and Drowning

At five weeks pregnant, I entered the darkest place of my life. I no longer

knew who or what I was becoming. I struggled with dark, violent thoughts

that plagued my life twenty-four hours a day, never ceasing for months.I

often fantasized about not having limbs so everyone around me would be

safe. Without my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, family, and a few close

friends, I would not be here today. I struggled to find any relatable story to

find comfort during this time in my life.