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Korynn Stroud

  • The River That Returned Me

    I was eight, standing with my parents and older brother, preparing to perform my carefully curated tumbling pass and trampoline routine for my competitive gymnastics team practicing in a city on the outskirts of Houston. Defying Gravity was the competition’s… Continue reading

  • Names I No Longer Wear

    I used to wear the names they gave to me,proudly and loudly, always on display. Each choice I made defined who I should be; Never enough, no matter what I would say.  Yet somewhere, light broke softly through the pain,A… Continue reading

  • Labels.

    They threaten to define my entire being. Major Depressive Disorder. Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. Inattentive Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. “Disorder.”  As if to say,  “This is what is wrong with you.” ~ I’m not like other people. My brain works overtime—… Continue reading

  • Introducing Me.

    I’ve always been told that faith could move mountains, but no one warned me about how heavy those mountains would be when you’re the one standing beneath them. This space— Korynnthians — isn’t about having everything figured out. It’s about… Continue reading