What happens when you meet that person who you never thought would be the one? All the words in the world could not express how you feel. In the midst of all my darkness I found her. In the midst of my lonely nights somehow you came along when I thought it was too late for me. It is crazy how you can pass by a person without even seeing them, but they were always there in front of you. Only time knew it was the right time for us. Seeing all your words, and seeing only a picture was all I needed for me to know that one day I would be brave, and take that chance and go for what I wanted. For the first time I had the confidence to put myself out there no matter what would happen.
For about seven years now I’ve been dealing with depression. Some days are better than others. It is very difficult at times to handle my depression, because I want to be able to control my feelings, and I know at times I can’t.
Growing up all I knew was church, church, and more church. I never had a choice and even as I got a little older I still had no choice because it was forced on me. My life surrounded by church was like a real bad dream for me because I never believed in someone or something telling anyone how to live their life. I’ve always felt that being happy with yourself and your life is what’s important, but for me growing up if you weren’t abiding by the laws of the church you were doomed. You were told what to eat and what to wear. You were told who to love and where your money should go. It was funny because in all of that there were certain parts they forgot to listen to.
My journey is one that comes with many challenges and with each one it was a test of my character and of my strength. Everyone has a story and everyone can help someone in a different way. What makes your story better than mine? Nothing, because we all have a story and a journey that has to be told. For me, it’s dealing with mental illnesses, alcohol abuse, sexual abuse, and many more. So, I say where to begin? Where do I start in telling my story and letting you follow my journey? I believe that in life we should always strive to be our best selves. I believe that in doing so, we can help people in different ways. For me, my story is one that I feel may be able to help someone. For all the pain that I’ve felt, I want to let it out. I want my journey to show who I am as a person and how far I’ve come. Yes, I still have a long way to go before my journey ends, but until then I’m not giving up on being the best me I can be.