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.
My biggest flaw is not expressing my feelings. I hold things in and I let them build up. I am working on that and the one thing about writing is that I’m able to let some of those feelings out. Growing up, I always felt my feelings didn’t matter, and it made me become cold and distant. I didn’t allow myself to feel because I felt my feelings didn’t matter. As I got older, it took a while, and even to this day I still struggle with it, but it’s better. I lost myself and now I’m finally getting myself back. I’m finally beginning to let my emotions come out. Day by day, I’m opening my mind and things are looking up for me. Yes I do have my bad days but who doesn’t? With every bad day there are more good days ahead. I find myself smiling more and being happy about my life. When you feel alone, at least for me, you don’t wanna feel anything. I felt like there was no purpose in allowing myself to feel any emotions. I still have a lot that I wanna learn and I’m ready for everything life has for me. I’m ready to say I’ve been through the rough times but now I’m finding my way back. I’m determined not to give up even when it does get hard. I’m ready to fight this battle and take back my life. It may never be the same but I want it to be better than before. I want it to show me new things and show me who I can be. Time is something I can never get back so for me I cherish each day that I can. I find positive energy in everything I do and for the things that happen unexpectedly I face it with my best foot forward. In order for me to overcome my battles I have to want a better outcome. So, as my journey continues, I will allow myself to share it with you. I’m going to let you in on some of my darkest days and hope to help along the way. I will always be honest. It takes courage to be able to look back at your demons and want to fight against them. No more being afraid to fight. No more sitting down and letting my feelings go untold.
About the Creator
Monique B
31
National Guard Veteran
Engaged to my soulmate 🌈
No kids
No pets
Enjoy being happy
Take this journey with me and let’s enjoy life, cry a little, get mad, but the most important thing is to be free
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