The longing that never left me as a child was triggered by loneliness, which I wrote about in my previous post. I had a void inside, and most often, I chose to fill it with food.
Loneliness and Longing, Part 1
“A vast, unsoothable sense of loneliness”1 was my unwelcome companion for many years after my parents’ divorce. A deep sense of longing accompanied the loneliness, which I called “the wanting” when I was a child.
How Psalm 51 helped me rebuild trust

A few years ago I struggled with a thought-life problem about someone from my past. I hunted details online and became preoccupied with a slew of “What if…” questions.
Trust: My Broken View of Men

In my previous post, I hinted at my childhood confusion in my view of men. Naturally curious, I wanted to know how relationships between the sexes worked. But my view was deeply damaged by my parents’ divorce.