I’ve been mad at God plenty of times. There, I said it. Maybe you are too. Maybe you’ve prayed without ceasing, cried until your tears ran dry, begged for answers that never came, only to feel nothing but silence in return. Maybe life has blindsided you with heartbreak, loss, grief, or disappointment, and every time you look around, it feels like God is just watching it happen.

Sometimes, you don’t even realize that things from your childhood are still shaping your life today. Maybe you feel anxious for no clear reason, struggle to trust people, or notice patterns in your relationships that keep repeating. If that sounds familiar, childhood trauma may be quietly influencing your adult life.

Some days, it feels like technology is catching up with everything—your grocery list, your calendar, even your thoughts. You can ask your phone for advice, chat with an AI when you're feeling low, and scroll through perfectly curated mental health content. So… where does therapy fit in anymore?

Maybe you've even wondered: “Is seeing a therapist really necessary when I can get quick support from apps or AI?”

I get it. And if you're here, maybe you’re not anti-therapy—you’re just exhausted. Or curious. Or trying to figure out the best use of your time, your money, and your energy.

But here’s the truth, one I believe deep in my bones:
We are wired for human connection. No amount of artificial intelligence can replace the healing power of being seen—really seen—by another person.

It’s late. Maybe you're lying in bed, phone in hand, scrolling through social media or random articles, just looking for something to distract you or make the sadness in your heart feel a little less heavy.

You’re not sure what you’re searching for exactly—or maybe you do, maybe you desperately wants answers, direction, or to know someone is experiencing the same season of life as you.

If that’s where you are tonight, take a breath — you’re not alone.

If you find yourself lying awake at night, replaying conversations or worrying about the next day—you’re not alone. Google searches for anxiety and depression peak between 11 PM and 2 AM, especially on Sunday nights. It’s often the only time we’re quiet enough to hear just how overwhelmed we are. And in that moment, many of us turn to our phones—not for distraction, but for answers. We scroll through advice from strangers, therapists, or anyone who seems to understand what we’re feeling. We're not just looking for tips; we're reaching for relief, connection, and some kind of hope that maybe—we're not alone in this.

Have you ever found yourself asking, “Why am I so anxious?”

Maybe it hits you in the middle of the night when your mind won’t stop racing.

Or during the day, when you feel like you’re juggling a million things but still feel like you’re falling behind.

Maybe you actually feel “okay” about how things have been going, only to open up one of your social media accounts to find someone “doing it better”. 

Maybe you experience tension in your neck, chest or lower back but can’t quite explain why.

You’re not alone.