Your Story

What is my story? What does My Story consist of?  Who is writing My Story?  These were the questions I had for myself that were being filtered through the pain of events at a young age.  The Victimization Position.  I felt more comfortable, because then someone else had the responsibility of writing My Story.  It was so much easier, that I did not have to face the pain. 

The World wrote the title of My Story through the pain of emptiness and lack of significance and purpose.  The Appendix of My Story was the reflection of myself that I hated. What I saw in the mirror was a person I wanted to destroy.  The many times of suicide, unknowing how to take control of the pen that was being used to write my story.  The Table of Contents of My Story were formed from the 38 years of hiding, ignoring, avoiding, and not recognizing it.  By putting on a mask, it was still My Pain of failure, disappointments, rejection, abuse, drugs, alcohol, and sex.  You…see, I was not writing My Story.  I could no longer recognize My Pen. 

The World may have written The Title of My Story based on the many mistakes in My Life.  The Appendix may have existed because how I saw myself through the lens of others.  The power of the pen that I gave others, not only influenced how I saw myself, but how I interacted with others. The 38 years of hiding the pain and running from my past it had to come to an end it had to stop. I found a safe place to share my pain; I could not do it all at once, but I did it. I had to fight so hard to believe in myself. The fight was to take control of Life but also use those experiences as fuels to Encourage, Uplift, give them light when all they can see darkness
You see my fight was not only to conquer my past, but I now am the author of my own Story

                              ” Lets Write Your Story”