There is only 1 you… Happy 11/11!
Be ready to make sacrifices, sometimes lose sleep, and sometimes miss events you wish to attend… There is no perfect person walking this earth, yet we are on a continuous journey to become better daily….
I’ve had people doubt my skills because of how I look, talk, and advocate for myself. I’m not the one to play office politics nor do I hang with people because of their status. I’m me and that’s what matters.
Nothing else…
In 30 years of life I’ve come to learn the importance of finding your village. Everyone will not like you, and that’s ok. Some people will purposely try to stunt your growth, but what’s yours is yours....
Simply put…
Stay true to yourself. What is for you, will be for you and you only. NO ONE will be able to take it, because it already has your name on it.
There’s something we must do..
As much greatness there is waiting for us in the universe, we still have to do our part. For example, if you won a million dollars today it wouldn’t be very beneficial if you didn’t know how to work with and manage the money. There is a process we must undergo to get what we desire.
Look back 10 years…
It is my hope that the majority of us reading this today can see pieces of ourselves that have evolved. There is no perfect person walking this earth, yet we are on a continuous journey to become better daily. With that said, you may not be where you want to be… but thank goodness you are not in the same place you were last year, the year before, and ten years before that.
Accept, embrace, love, and acknowledge the journey while DOING your part by working towards it all while staying true TO YOU. Be ready to make sacrifices, sometimes lose sleep, and sometimes miss events you wish to attend… The journey is not always easy, but its not always hard either. Surround yourself with love and people who push you to your purpose; that is your village.
Happy 11/11 day, I hope you are able to make great use of the motivational energy by starting whatever it is you want to do. Let fear go, and be like Nike…JUST DO IT!
I have a confession...
After multiple sexual assaults, emotional abuse, and physical neglect, I was seriously depressed by the time I hit high school….
I have a confession…
If it wasn’t for therapy, I wouldn’t be alive today. Between the years of 2005-2009 I had active thoughts of suicide, and attempted in 2005 by the way of medication overdose.
I woke up crying; It failed...
To this day, I dread taking medication and try more holistic approaches before popping a pill. I hadn’t realized how much I had been affected by the various forms of trauma I’d been exposed to, all by the age of 13. After multiple sexual assaults, emotional abuse, and physical neglect, I was seriously depressed by the time I hit high school.
I hid it well...
Behind the smiles, laughs, and humor that seemed to keep people laughing; I hated my life. Do you know what it feels like to spend most of your life feeling lonely? Although I moved with my dad, escaping the trauma and hurt of years before, I was more depressed than before.
I went to a school where I had no relatives… honestly, I am the cousin in the family that had no one in her age range near. I tried to cling to my older cousins and “play cousins” but it always felt like they didn’t want me around. If it wasn’t for my best friend Monica, I honestly don’t know how I would’ve transitioned. We had known each other for years, because her family stayed around the corner from my grandma. Whenever I went to visit my dad in the summers and holidays we would play, ride our bikes, etc.
It was very hard. I felt rejected. I felt lonely. I felt unworthy.
I’m crying as I write this, because I’ve only shared my story in snippets with different people… The only person with the full story, is my therapist back in Michigan. Vulnerability is hard. It is still something I battle with completely, even though I’ve become much better at it. It can be difficult for many people to share their story because of fear of being labeled or rejected. My personal fear, was/is that some people will now forever “label me” and many assumptions will follow. I no longer care.
Turning 30 has changed my entire perspective of life.
The hardest part about transitioning from the place of “victim” to “survivor” is acknowledging your personal truth and allowing it to grow you. I am no longer suicidal, but I believe therapy is something important to keep as a preventative of breaking down. If you feel you need someone; I am here to listen… but pleeeeease….
Don’t be afraid to go to therapy. It can save a life.