"I often question the woman I’d now be if not for the bitter bite of pain I grew to know so well in those formative, oh so tender years and the darkness in which I too long dwelt.
I wonder as to whether I am richer for my suffering as I have so long told myself I am or if that is merely a shallow blanket of lies I have learned to drape over my shoulders and across my chest when the truth of the world (my past) sits a little too cold upon the naked soft of my flesh.
But then I realise it matters not.
For my past is my past, my truths are my truths and there is no changing the pages
that have already been scribed. I am here now and this tale is still mine to shape,
so I will stain the blank pages that remain
with ambition and empathy and tell my story with unfaltering pride." ...
From my latest blog post, "Don't Feel Like a Failure"
Have a read. Link in my bio. ...