My name is Susan Young. I write a blog for women. I write about real-life things that interest me and may be helpful to other women. I don’t shy away from issues, I tell the truth and as I grow and process through my own life, I let all of you know because it may be helpful. My picture is posted on the page. I talk about my kids, my marriage, and my life, my struggles and my victories.

I love God with my whole heart. I believe in a heaven and a hell and I believe in the word of God, also known as the bible to lead me there. I don’t think there are many paths and you won’t really find me listening to a whole lot of voices.

I don’t get into the doomsday prophesy stuff. I believe the bible is pretty clear on when the end will come and I believe that if you live ready it doesn’t even matter when it is. If you have to live scared to stay saved shame on you.

I believe that my primary responsibility is to talk to people about Christ. To try and reach as many as possible. I believe this blog helps me and I believe that people see a real person, imperfect and flawed, just trying to do the best she knows how.

I copyright my blog so when you copy it, you are plagiarizing my work. I have let it go since maybe you have nothing original of your own to say. You live in the dark and write things in secret so I know you aren’t of God. If you were, you would have done so in the light of the God you profess to know. You are filled with hatred and secret loathing of women and their issues. You blame them for your issues although all of us are accountable for our actions.

Funny, since you keep track of my blog, you would know that I don’t give anonymous responses the time of day. I didn’t read past the first two lines of your anonymous letter where I saw my work plagiarized. I looked at the last page and saw there was no signature nor email address nor phone number and knew it was garbage sent to me directly from hell.

Get thee behind me Satan, I really don’t have the time for your games. You see, I sign my name on my work.

Everyday I fight for all my future somethings
A thousand little wars I have to choose between
I could spend a lifetime earning things I don’t need
That’s like chasing rainbows and coming home empty

And if you strip me, strip it all away
If you strip me, what would you find
If you strip me, strip it all away
Ill be alright

Take what you want steal my pride
Build me up or cut me down to size
Shut me out but I’ll just scream
I’m only one voice in a million
But you aint taking that from me
Oh oh no you aint taking that from me

I dont need a microphone to say what I been thinking
My heart is like a loudspeaker thats always on eleven

Cause when it all boils down at the end of the day
Its what you do and say that makes you who you are
Makes you think about, think about it
Doesn’t it
Sometimes all it takes is one voice