I remember when I used to miss the old me. She died in 2013, when some guy decided to take my life away from me without killing me. I used to wish I was dead so I wouldn’t have to deal with the scars, memories and life itself. I always knew that I would never be the same but I never thought that it could be something good. After many years of depression, I never thought that I would be able to stand back up. And here I am, trying my best to be the last hope in someone’s life because I know how it feels to be hopeless, desperate and depressed. I used to love life just like I got to a point where I wanted to end my life. But today, I thank God for my life, my breath and the second chance He gave me. So the least I can do is to stand up for those who never had the chance to have a second chance to life. Just like I need to speak up even if my own voice shakes.
So let me tell that I am far from what I used to be and I love it! I am just so proud of the woman I am becoming. It won’t make sense for me today to ignore my past knowing that it is the reason why I am who I am and I do what I love to do.
We all have to stay strong and trust the process. Yes, after everything you’ve been through you will NEVER be the same and that is the point. 😉
STRONGER THAN EVER! 💪🏾