Jan 2017 ✍🏻| I heard a voice screaming "You're not suppose to be here! You've gone the wrong way!" I've seen the dark faces. I've noticed their eyes blood red stumbling home. Have you been there? With the blank stares of everyone you've ever loved.
Words are a powerful thing. I've become a lover of photos and words. The two most beautiful things that help me express. I'm not very good at getting it all correct, or remotely making sense. I ramble, a lot. However, using words the past few years have been eye opening. "I need help" is going to be the motto this year. I spent my entire childhood watching my mother of 5 raise us alone. She never asked for help, never quit, never stopped. So, I am a product of her. I have it in my head that I have to do everything alone. Not anymore. A few months back, a close mentor told me I needed to start advocating for myself. That I was my own worst critic, enemy, and bully. I've spent years holding onto grudges and regret. I'm done with all of that. I no longer want to accept the role of a victim but I want to be a survivor. I have loads to work on and would appreciate it if I had a support system, it's been quite lonely. So here's my clean slate, again. I ask God for forgiveness, those I've hurt around me, and most importantly to myself for allowing the mental abuse to myself for years. I wish I could say more, but it is social media & I must filter out the events in my life leading. Please don't hesitate to reach out or throw me a prayer or whatever you do. Today I'm breathing, dealing, and always looking up. ✌️