It’s taken me a long time, a very long time, to get to were I am today… and I’m still not nearly where I’d like to be, or where I see myself in life… But I feel like for the first time in a long time, I can see the horizon.
I’m a Mother, a daughter, a friend…
I like to think of myself as a kindhearted person…
I have interests, dreams and aspirations…
I have struggles and downfalls.
So far, I may sound like just about anybody you could meet on the street…
So what sets me apart from the rest?
Well, nothing really.
Other than my individual perspective and experiences, which respectively, we all have. That being said, I truly believe everyone has a story worth telling, sharing, and that no one should ever have the misfortune of leaving this world without being known… A fear I had held since I can remember.
I may or may not be more interesting than the friendly stranger you pass by on the bus, or walking down the street, but I have a story to share just the same.
I’ve spent an unfortunate amount of my life living in fear, believing in lies above truths…
I was conditioned to value intellect above all else, kindness was often a notion that was taught to me, but not reinforced by action. I’ve always been an emotional person, but at a very young age I was told quite cruelly that if I didn’t toughen-up, the world would swallow me whole… Which, in many ways, it did anyways.
I was taught several of these “Life lessons” by a person who over the years would contradict themselves in regards to these teachings on a regular basis, and sadly not even be able to recall most of the terrible words uttered to me, which regrettably shaped my life, way of thinking, feeling, for many years.
Today I stand tall, sometimes shaky, but as an over-comer.
I still have far to go, with many lessons still to learn, but I see the horizon.
I’ve seen and experiences immeasurable joy, beauty, and love.
I’ve been relinquished from shackles of the past, and tasted true freedom.
I take accountability for my life, and choose to live a life beyond fear.