I just found out that another friend cuts and starves.
And there is nothing, absolutely nothing, I can do about it.
I'd suspected the truth for awhile. There was just this air about her that reminded me of self-harm and eating disorders. But to have my fears confirmed...
It reminded me what an ugly being the devil is. Not outwardly, as the Bible describes him as beautiful, but inwardly.
And it reminds me of how much I DO NOT WANT TO SERVE HIM.
He gets so many of my friends to hurt themselves. He tells the people I care about that they're unlovable. He convinces so many of my relatives - my relatives! - that sex is free and careless and has no consequences. He manages to get some of my dearest friends to consider suicide.
My friend I just found out about...she's another of the devil's prey, another creature he seeks to devour.
But as for me, I'm not going down without a fight.
I'm not going down without a fight!
To tell you the truth, I'd been reconsidering this whole freedom thing yesterday. Thankfully, God got me through, but seeing another friend search so desperately for release from her pain makes me realize how "worth it" freedom is.
I will die a freewoman. I will not die a slave to the things I hate. I am not going down without a fight.