*Trigger Warning*
Well I’ve got a Story to tell and it is not nor will it be an easy read. More like a Drama and Horror story 😫ðŸ˜
So fair warned…..
Phoenix’s rise from their own ashes and is stronger for it. Something I have been telling myself for a long time now. Like a saying I keep in my head “Hope is Faith; Faith is Love and Love is of God”
Every since I could remember I have been different from my own family, place in life. Yeah, yeah, I know we’ve all heard that before and I honestly don’t care how it’s sounding because i have been tested on my mentally… I’m not Insane yet I have sworn I am. They thought I was insane.
Beaten, battered, cracked by the abuse that tried to break my spirit, and the trials to tribulations that made me who I am today.
I’ve taken all those things and made stepping stones to build upon, to learn from and never allow back into My World that I can make sense of.
My family didn’t know how to understand me the way it was supposed to be taught. I know now after a couple of hard years I am what some may call a Highly Sensitive Person or an Empath. I don’t care for Labels never will because the person will eventually begin to believe them and personify themselves after that label.
I have had my fair share of woes but who doesn’t? Sure life will throw you a doozy of a fast ball, maybe a curb ball that wasn’t seen or even Expected.
Life is a Dark Cloud with a silver lining all the time. It’s how you handle yourself during the downpour as well as how you pick yourself up after the Royal Screwing without Vasaline. 😒
Yet we always endure and over come. We never really adapt to changes we cannot abide by in our lives every single day.
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