Maybe I was never meant to climb the hill of difficulty.

For years I believed that the path of purity laid before me was equivalent to that of Christian’s from John Bunyan’s PILGRIM’S PROGRESS. I was taught that as I continued on my way in life I would reach the “Hill of Difficulty”; or temptation, or desire, or lust. It was my responsibility to choose the straight and narrow path. This was the right and holy thing and I should trust God to bless my obedience. Well, plot twist, I was NOT blessed. I was abused, manipulated, and traumatized.