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Abby

I was a dancer, a drug user, a psychology student living a double life — always trying to fit in, never knowing who I was. No identity, no knowledge of God, just seeking wherever I could find it. I was good at hiding everything.

Brian

I thought Christianity was the dumbest thing ever — a crutch for people who needed to lie to themselves. I was selling drugs, dabbling in the occult, trying to open my third eye to fight the demons that had followed me since infancy. I was a psychonaut who thought he was smarter than religion.

Victoria

I was a drug-taking, hustle-obsessed business girl running an OnlyFans porn agency, crying every day, staying awake for days on cocaine, convinced I was too far gone and unlovable — just desperately trying to finally matter.

Kirk

I was a guy who supposedly knew the Lord but was a womanizer, a drug dealer, a drunk who got court-martialed, escorted out of California by police, and eventually broke my wife's nose. I knew God but I never walked with him — I just kept making bad choices.

Ron

I was a scrawny burnout hippie — Jewish by birth, Buddhist by practice, wannabe shaman — smoking two and a half packs a day, doing hallucinogenics, living on the road with a woman I had nothing in common with, and I couldn't hold a thought in a bucket.

Rob

I was a kid with no direction and no purpose — smoking weed at 11, getting expelled, sleeping in motels, watching my dad use drugs and my mom prostitute herself to feed me. I questioned if there even was a God.

Jamie

I was homeless, addicted to meth, in abusive relationships, with no job, no car, no friends — and my whole life I felt like nobody wanted me. I was trying to fill an emptiness inside me with drugs, guys, and anything I could find.

Sean

I was a violent, rage-addicted construction foreman — drinking, doing drugs, abusing my wife and kids, threatening men with hammers. I gave away my own name and became a monster. I didn't want to know who God was. I figured I was on my own and that was enough.

Leah

I was a latchkey kid who never felt wanted or loved, chasing one drug after another for decades — pain pills, crack, heroin — selling myself for drugs, attempting suicide, and believing I was a sacrifice God had written off.

Andrea

I was a stripper, deep into drugs and alcohol, running from an abusive relationship, feeling cursed — like everything I touched went bad and I had no control of my life. I felt like a no one with no purpose.

Chris

I was a software engineer and startup guy who rejected Christianity as antiquated, then spent years trying every psychedelic, energy healer, Buddhist retreat, and New Age practice I could find, convinced I could engineer my way to enlightenment and heal my grief on my own terms.

Jade

I was a functioning alcoholic doing cocaine, sleeping around, deep in the New Age — spirit guides, crystals, Reiki, ayahuasca — telling everyone meditation was amazing while my life was an absolute mess. I hated myself and didn't care if I died.