God's very own

She had just returned from a meeting with her friends She met her husband at the porch  Reading his Bible "Where are you coming from honey?" her husband asked "Oh I went to visit the ladies dear " she replied. He shook his head in disapproval  "Honey I warned you  Don't move with the wrong crowd  Those are not of God and you know it "  She ignored him and walked in  She was tired of his "daily dose of nonsense" That's what she called his "speech" It was midnight already  She couldn't sleep  She tapped her husband  "Dear wake up " He sat up and faced her  "Yes dear, what is it?" "I need money" She replied  What did he just hear  "Money again?!!" he was surprised  He gave her some money the day before How did she spend it? What did she buy? All that money gone under twenty four hours? "What do you need the money for?...

      I Hated Him Yet He Loved Me       She lived in utter darkness , she loved the dark , she glorified at the very sight of it . Her favorite time  of the day was the night .... she could walk around freely , with no one having to see her . Her favourite colour was black , her room was painted black , her entire suite lacked colour ... every single thing she owned was black .             Every morning she wakes up to her dimly litted room, she never opened her windows , not once in twenty eight years .  Her room was void of light , the only source of light she had in her room was a lamp , a very small lamp .          She had a daily routine , one she never missed . Every morning when she wakes up she faces the direction of her unopened window and curses Him . She curses him as though he was there to hear everything she says . She does it we so much rigour , she hated him thrice as much ...

The Story Of US      Well I am a therapist, yes a therapist with a difference, a therapist with a story, a very bitter story. If you think my bitter story influenced my career as a "therapist", you are wrong and at the same time you are right. You are confused right? well I had always loved counseling, I had always eyed that profession. Counseling is beautiful, you get to feel the pains people feel, you get to have a broader sense of life. I said you were right the other time right? well yes, something gave me a passion, a terrible story gave me this passion that drove me to be one of the best therapist Nation wide and is still driving me.         Let me take you back to my days as a kid. My childhood wasn't that awesome, I mean I am a product of a broken home, I have never met my mom. Never, not once, my father never remarried, he did something worse. Something that took my joy away, I know they say having to live with a step mother was terribl...