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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.

Tessa

I was a dominatrix and sex worker who felt completely unworthy and unlovable. The adult industry made me feel worthy when nothing else did. I had no ID, no way out, and a suicide plan ready for when my time in the industry ran out.

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.

Christine

I was a foster care kid who aged out of the system with a felony, no education, and a deep belief that I was a mistake. I fled my marriage, practiced Buddhism, and sought worth in all the wrong places. I was angry, broken, and terrified — and I didn't believe God existed.

Tomas

I was a porn actor, director, and producer — full of vanity and pride, worshipping money and my body, convinced I was better than other people. I truly thought those things made me better. I had killed every sense of morality within myself.

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.

AZ

I was a drifter, a wanderer — lost and disillusioned my whole life, hiding behind gym and eastern mysticism, trying to transcend the physical realm and escape suffering. I had complex PTSD, multiple suicide attempts, and a psychiatrist told me I had no options left.

Jenny

I walked like a man, talked like a man, looked like a man. I was a cocaine addict, an alcoholic, in a same-sex relationship I was about to marry, cutting myself to relieve mental torment, and trying to end my life. I had a poker face that hid all of it.

Richard

I was a drug dealer making over a hundred grand a month, a Navy sailor selling pounds of weed through the mail, robbing stores, sleeping with multiple women, drinking four to five days a week, and training to become a warlock — always getting away with everything, always empty.

Gloria

I was a girl who had never been loved right — beaten by my mother, told I was plain, moved through 16 states with no roots, no friends, married at 16 to escape, left alone with six kids and no child support. I tried to kill myself twice before I was 15.

Jenna

I was probably the most hateful atheist — even after hearing from the spirit realm, having a foundation of God, I just completely rejected that. I was on drugs, on my own at 17, and I was so angry at the idea of God I couldn't stand it.