A few years ago, I was in a place where challenges kept piling up, and nothing seemed to go in my favour. It was a season that tested both my faith and my character. A time when I hadn’t yet learned how to truly love myself. The perfectionist in me kept beating the drums of the past, echoing rem...

I stuttered a lot growing up. My speech ability was far below average, according to my teachers at the time. They recommended speech therapy, but my parents couldn’t afford it. So, I stayed silent. I couldn’t bear the ridicule—the rolling eyes, the impatient sighs, the way people walked away as ...

Two Lives: The Public Success and Private Pain It was my third year working in Southern France, and by all appearances, I was thriving. I worked at the NATO Helicopter Management Agency, enjoying a career I had worked hard to build. I loved my job, my team, and the amazing opportunities it broug...