I’m on a journey to self-discovery. One might ask how you
lose yourself or never know who you are from the beginning? My answer to that
question runs a little deep. You see when you are young life is a mystery, the
sky is the limit. When you are young you are still innocent and blinded by the fantasy
of life instead of the reality. You see
the world through rose color glasses. As a child all I wanted to be was lawyer.
I wanted to fight for the victims who couldn’t fight for themselves. I wanted to be
that saving grace to the child who was suffering in darkness. For the child who
cries when no one is looking. The child who grew up without a father and no one to guide or love her. I wanted to be the voice that uplifted and empowered the young African
American’s mind. I wanted to be a beacon of hope for the hopeless. I wanted to be great and live a legacy
behind. I wanted the world to be a better person just because I was a part of
it. But somehow between now and then I lost my way. I lost me. I got so caught up with
love, being a wife and mother I lost the woman that I wanted to be. I let so many obstacles stand in my way. So many bad decisions, so much hurt. There are some things in
life that I just can’t get over. I don’t
know who I am because a part of me is missing. Growing up without a father left
me with an emptiness that nothing can fill. I feel like how can I know me when
I don’t know where I come from. I grew up without the unconditional love of a mother
or father. I have shed so many tears in
the dark. Maybe once I let go I can find me, maybe I need help, or maybe I will
always be this way. Come on this journey with me.
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