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When my parents got divorced , I felt everything was gone , like everything was taken away from me . I didn't know what to do. My mom got remarried a few years later and then my stepdad was raised Pentecostal. I never understood what that meant , until that became my lifestyle . My parents checked out churches and there was this one church they went to and they loved it there, so we started to go there . I didn't want any part of the church at all, I didn't feel comfortable , I didn't want to give up my ways , the ways of the world . One day I woke up and realized that I'm going to be the one that's different , I'm going to wear skirts everyday not because anyone tells me to but because I want to be holy . I never used to be active in church , but I've realized that it's not about anyone else , only God , so I began to worship God without worrying about anyone else . Yes , I still struggle and want to go back to the world at times but that's my flesh and I know I have to pray and fast to conquer that. No one is perfect . So never give up and always be yourself 💞