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Lauren Bass

My Story-

I’ve never spoken about this publicly before.

But the foundation of this company is built on overcoming life’s hardest battles—and this was mine.

In the summer of 2020, I was 16.

Young, full of life, and free-spirited.

I had dreams and innocence.

My virginity was something sacred to me.

I knew deep in my soul that I wanted to save myself for the man God had chosen for me.

But in July of that year, everything changed.

On July 2nd 2020 I was raped. That night, the girl I once was—the one full of life, innocence, and hope—died.

I stared into the mirror, blank and hollow, not knowing what to do.

The weight of everything that had just happened, hit me all at once.

I sank to the bathroom floor, sobbing, my body shaking as I gasped for air between cries.

This was the night it all began—the night I stepped into the darkest, most destructive chapter of my life.

For the next year, I spiraled. I drank alone, snuck out, chased numbness in meaningless sex, and lost myself so completely that the people who loved me barely recognized me. I was drowning, but no one could save me—because I didn’t want to be saved.

For years, I buried the pain, pretending I had moved on.

But the weight of it never left.

By the end of my freshman year of college, I had gained 25 pounds, and the toll on my body and mind was undeniable.

I was exhausted—physically, mentally, and spiritually.

My relationship with God, once the foundation of my life, had all but disappeared.

I had truly hit rock bottom. I no longer recognized the person I had become. When I looked in the mirror, all I saw were lifeless eyes—empty, hollow, and unrecognizable.

Deep down, I knew something had to change. I couldn’t keep living like this. But I had no idea where to start. I was lost, trapped in a cycle I didn’t know how to break.

In January of 2023, I found myself awake in the middle of the night, overwhelmed by the weight of everything I had been carrying. I had no idea how I was going to survive. The darkness felt endless.

And then, I broke.

Sobbing, I fell to my knees and cried out to God. I begged Him to save me, to pull me out of the pit I had been drowning in for years. I had never felt so desperate—so completely shattered.

That night replays in my mind often because, after that moment, my life began to shift. Something inside me changed. It was slow, and it wasn’t easy, but it was the beginning of my redemption.

Flashing forward to November 2024, I had spent the past year fighting for myself—choosing to heal, to grow, to rebuild. But it wasn’t easy. Healing came with its own battles, its own pain. There were days when the weight of it all felt unbearable, days when the past whispered lies, trying to pull me back under.

But I refused to let it win. I kept pushing forward. And somewhere in that fight, God lit a fire inside me—a fire that, by the end of the year, was no longer just a flicker. It was raging.

As the new year arrived, I stood in front of the mirror, just like I had so many times before.

But this time, the reflection staring back at me wasn’t hollow.

She wasn’t broken.

She wasn’t lost.

She was strong. She was unshakable. She was confident. And for the first time in years, she was me.

Ben Elder

My testament-

My name is Ben Elder, and my life journey and fitness journey are woven together by one constant: God.

I grew up inside a broken household.

Both of my parents were addicts.

I witnessed substance abuse & violence, before I even knew what normal was supposed to look like.

Before I ever learned to ride a bike,

I learned how to survive.

The mental and physical abuse I endured didn’t break me — it built me.

It made me an unbreakable force.

When life knocks you down,

you’re faced with two choices:

You can let the world turn you bitter and become a villain,

or you can let it refine you into a beacon of hope.

I chose hope.

I chose light — even when darkness was all I knew.

Because of everything I endured, I became obsessed with chasing perfection.

I found that outlet on the baseball field.

I played at Butte College, where I was back-to-back Golden Valley Conference Pitcher of the Year, 2x All-Conference, All-Region, and All-State.

I went on to play at Western Carolina University, then Angelo State University — pitching for the #1 team in the nation, as the #1 pitcher in the nation.

I was seven games away from the draft.

Seven games away from the life I dreamed of.

But everything changed in an instant.

One morning, on my way to the gym, I was involved in a devastating car accident.

There are days that burn scars into your soul forever — and that morning was one of them.

It shattered families.

It shattered futures.

It shattered everything I thought I knew about life.

Before the accident, I was a kid chasing a dream.

After, I was a man carrying the weight of lives that should still be here.

My name made headlines — but not for the dreams I had worked so hard to build.

It was for a nightmare I would carry for the rest of my life.

The depression that followed swallowed me whole.

Outwardly, I was still the guy signing baseballs for kids, doing interviews, winning games.

But behind closed doors, I was broken.

Behind the fake smiles, I was drowning.

There were nights I begged God to take me.

I hit rock bottom.

Hard.

And that’s where He met me.

Not on the pitcher’s mound.

Not in the spotlight.

But in the wreckage.

In the ruins of everything I tried to hide.

That’s when He spoke to me.

He reminded me that my purpose was never just about baseball.

God didn’t erase what happened —

but He refused to let it define me.

He picked up the broken pieces and gave me a new purpose:

To fight for the broken.

To mentor young athletes.

To remind believers that even in their darkest moments, God does not walk away.

That no matter what hell you’ve walked through — no matter how final it feels — it’s not the end.

I’m living proof:

You can lose everything.

You can carry grief that never fully leaves.

But you can still stand back up.

Not because you’re strong.

But because He is.

I am here to be that light in a dark world.

Not because I’m perfect.

But because I know what it’s like to live in the ruins — and what it means to be pulled from them by grace.

This isn’t the end of my story.

It’s the beginning of the one God is still writing.

Ryan Lathrop

This is my testimony.

I have left some things out, out of respect for people in my life.

I have also censored some things, but here it is.

I was born into a Christian family and raised a Christian. I was a happy kid and I was very extroverted.

Around the age of 9 I fell into lust and I believe this was the beginning of me growing further apart from god.

When I was 12 I became addicted and on top of that my family broke apart.

This completely changed who I was.

I became closed off, like I tried to avoid interacting with people.

I became very shy.

I was depressed and had severe anxiety.

When I was young I loved hanging out with friends and being outside.

I loved meeting new people.

Now I spent most of my time inside playing video games.

When I played video games it’s like I could leave my reality.

I used them to cope.

I also gained a lot of weight during this time and became very unhappy with the way I looked.

When I was 15, I was introduced to nicotine, weed, and alcohol.

I became addicted to nicotine a couple years later and that affected my health making me even less active than before.

I also began drinking more during this time, but I wouldn’t say it was an issue yet. During this time I also grew very distant from God.

I questioned His existence.

Fast forward to when I was about 19 years old and I was drinking a lot.

I was still falling into lust and vaping. I was still overweight and depressed.

I would drink alone at night until I started puking and I would drink a ton with friends.

I wanted to quit all of these things.

I did not want to vape. I did not want to lust. I did not want to drink,

but I was addicted.

Now, at 21, I was still addicted to all those things.

I still had severe anxiety. I was still very depressed.

I didn’t really ever have a job after high school.

Over the past 3 years though I began to grow closer to God.

I was interested in a relationship with God.

I would beg god to help me because I couldn’t help myself.

One day reality struck.

I came to terms with who I was and what I had done.

I looked at myself and saw a loser who didn’t work and didn’t take care of himself.

I was addicted to all of these things and couldn’t quit.

I despised myself.

I thought to myself that I should just die because it was too late for me.

I hated that I was shy and didn’t talk to people.

My anxiety made it so that I was afraid to even drive and I didn’t.

I was stuck in my room with my own thoughts and it was painful.

Death sounded like it would be a mercy, but it wasn’t time to give up.

I went to God for help.

I begged God to save me from my pain.

God showed me that I needed to surrender to him.

I needed to be willing to change.

This whole time I was living life on my own terms and that led to the addictions and uselessness, so I surrendered.

I told God that I did not want to live on my own terms anymore,

I wanted God to guide me and He did.

In just months God has change my life.

He has gotten rid of all my addictions.

I am no longer addicted to nicotine, lust, or alcohol.

I tried stopping these addictions for years and God got rid of them in a matter of months.

God has strengthened me mentally and has given me a lot of self control.

God has gotten rid of a lot of my anxiety and depression.

I have also lost over 40 pounds of fat and I am actually happy when I look at myself in the mirror.

During the past 4-5 months,

while God was changing me,

I was begging Him to lead me to work.

He made me wait.

Everyone around me was telling me to get a job or go to college,

but I felt the lord wanted me to wait.

Months later, I am working on this website and I believe this is what I was waiting for.

Waiting was tuff though.

I was impatient and still had some bad thoughts about myself.

Many times I doubted the Lord, but the Lord came through as He always does.

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