This is not the end. A poem
“For them it was the whole book, for you it was just a chapter". This was told to me when I was at the lowest point of my life. I was in the psychiatric ward for two weeks when a patient told me this. I didn't want to continue my life story, I wanted to be done. I found the strength to continue my story and keep fighting for myself. I was told that my story was not over yet, and I had to keep going. My story is that of healing, growth, recovery and process. It was not easy though.
I was severely hurt sexually, physically and emotionally. I was in a very unsafe situation that I didn't know was dangerous until it got to the worst point. I really struggled to pull myself out.
I didn't realize until I hit rock bottom, that the only way out was up. Every day is a new day, I no longer have to live in a state of fight or flight, survival mode. I am taking each day as a blessing and not a curse. I am choosing to live another day and to keep going. I really learned self love, self care and how to be a person again. I am fighting and growing stronger each day. I am going to keep my story going because I have so much to live for. Each day I'm grateful to be here. I am thankful I chose to keep going. I am worthy of love and I am worthy of stability. I am allowed to be myself and I am going to be me. My story isn't over yet.
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