And the day I got married I had giggling fits...I had NO idea what certain things looked like if you get my drift, which led me into more giggling fits...
My whole life I've had to have the guts to get up and leave or stand up for myself and what I believe in , father friends, bishop, doesn't matter. I may have been afraid to speak my mind, but that's never stopped me... its innate...its who I am. BUT what about people who don't or haven't taught to stand up for themselves or to question the motives, ESPECIALLY someone who is supposed to be protecting you? As someone who is supposed to be an intermediary between you and God?
I was just a naïve kid.
Which brings me to this statement and these very good points from my friend and blogger Amy: