It was the summer of 2007, I had gone through the eternal fires from the pit of hell in my life experience in many ways. I was barely surviving. Deep down, I knew there was more to life that my current experience dictated. My soul was screaming at the top of her lungs; "I want more than this, there has to be more!"
To give you a little picture of where I am coming from. I had just had my 4th son and had to flee from his father to another state to escape his abuse. At the time, I felt like no one could help me but myself. And truth be told, I was exhausted beyond all comprehension of fighting - I was drained to the core; physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually.
It took a lot to get to this point in my life and thatâs all a story for another day (Iâm actually writing a book about it), but that summer was the turning point when I finally âwoke upâ and began to fall in love with myself. The me that was buried and hiding my whole life dying to be allowed to express herself.
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