Before that year, I saw myself as teenager that is hard working. I worked so hard at everything I did, that I barely gave time for my thoughts. I accepted positions in my community/church that made me feel important, kind, loyal and caring. These positions allowed me to expect more of myself so I could help others. I had that desire be an advocate for children; I gathered energy so I could become independent. I would feel weak at times, but I would be able to get myself back up because I was fighting for others. I saw myself as a …show more content…
I had lost my voice in this battle. I could not let go of the memories, I could not grasp the reality, so I broke. Those who remained loyal to God had given me a hand. My new support system heard my words and I was set free. I learned that I did not need to let go of the memories, but embrace them and use them towards my bright future, I learned to accept the reality of moving to a new place and teach myself that it was for the greater good. Today I realize that not everyone is who they say they are, and that is okay. I forgive them, I forgive myself. At that time I did not do anything to defend the truth and defend my God, but now I have a true reason to fight for. Moving from my social/spiritual home was the hardest thing I have done recently, but it is the best choice I have ever