Hello Readers,
I wanted my first story to explain a little about myself as well as to give a bit of a base to my future stories. If anyone has any personal questions, would like to ask for advice, or have any topics you would like me to talk about please feel free to email me and I will get back with you as soon as I can. The photos I provide can be either quotes I found or personal pictures I took myself. As of right now I will stay away from anything that involves myself or my family photo wise. Once I have reached a place where I feel comfortable to show my face maybe one day my dog (my fur child), then I will write a piece about that and include pictures. Please understand that and be patient.
Let me start off by saying that I am a full-time pre-med student as well as a full-time worker on a night shift. My life is crazy and as time goes on, each story will slowly build up the picture of my existence. Some topics will be emotional while others will be happy, some even over topics I have been asked to talk about. At the end of the day, I am here to help others in situations I have been stuck in. To give the motivation and strength to help others move on and to better themselves. I love happiness, and I hope to help others achieve it while teaching myself how to as well.
Now, on to the more in-depth information. Some topics can be about the abuse I went through growing up, or the abuse I went through in a couple of the relationships I had after high school. I will talk about dealing with the death of my stepfather, and the life-changing choices we made afterward. I will touch base on the steps I have taken to better myself and the techniques I have picked up on in order to re-learn how to love who I am, physically and mentally. I will bring up moments of clarification and moments where I didn’t know my whole world was about to change. My range of topics is so large I know I will be able to talk about anything any of my readers ask me to write about.
Furthermore, I do not care for negative comments. You can send as many as you want, but one thing I have learned over time is that nothing can cause me harm unless I allow it to. Which I will not.
Once again, please feel free to email me for or with anything you want. I am great with advice and have enough stories to help you with almost anything.
With much gratitude,
~Abigail
About the Creator
Abigail White
Hello my lovely readers, I have been through therapy so many times that I have finally decided to just write my thoughts out. Hopefully while I do so I can help others in some type of way! Message me for questions or future topics.
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