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Here’s the truth nobody told you: your distrust isn’t brokenness. It’s training. Years of being in an environment where you had to walk sideways just to watch your back taught you to be suspicious of everyone.

Every lie. Every “I swear this time is different” that turned to dust. They’re not fighting you. They’re fighting their memories of you. You’re not rebuilding a relationship. You’re rebuilding their ability to believe you’re not the same disaster you used to be.

Let’s get this straight: learning to feel again is not weakness. It’s not some fluffy therapy brochure nonsense. It’s survival.

Talk about a plot twist nobody had circled on their calendar. The Indiana Hoosiers football team, a program that has lived longer in the basement of NCAA history than a forgotten Christmas decoration box, just walked into the 2025 Big Ten Championship and knocked off the giant of giants, the powerhouse Buckeyes of Ohio State. Indiana’s football legacy has more losses than a yard sale punch bowl, and everyone knows it. Flip through the record books and you’ll find Ohio State h

You want to know what I find odd? The pretend nature of Thanksgiving because humans have social etiquette and that requires us to temporarily set aside every ounce of bullshit we’ve piled up all year. We slap on a happy pilgrim mask, step into character, and hope nobody smells the emotional dumpster fire we shoved into the closet right before they arrived. Thanksgiving is basically Broadway — but the cast is underdressed, underprepared, and slightly intoxicated. Everyone has

Moses wasn’t exactly crushing life when this story hits. He wasn’t strutting through the desert like a Marvel hero with a staff. He was hiding out in the wilderness after screwing up his life back in Egypt — now herding sheep for his father-in-law and probably replaying every mistake that got him there. Then one ordinary day, the extraordinary shows up. A random bush explodes into flames but doesn’t burn up, like God lit a torch just to get his attention. And then the bush st

Jonah finally cracks. After the ocean drama, the storm, the involuntary submarine ride in a whale’s digestive system — he goes to Nineveh. He marches into the city like a grumpy mailman delivering salvation nobody asked for. He preaches the warning: “Forty days, and this place is toast.” And shock of all shocks — it works . The people actually listen. They repent. The city turns around. God calls off the destruction. And Jonah is furious  about it. He stomps out of the city l