A girl with a lot to say

Photo by Esperance Amuri

If I were to talk to my younger self, I would tell her about all the things we were scared of that happened, and how much she has grown into a remarkable woman because of them.

I would tell her that I am proud of her for not ending her life and keeping on going whenever she felt like she couldn't move forward. How proud I am of her for finding hope in herself whenever she felt no one could understand the pain that weighed heavily on her heart.

Despite all that has happened, I would tell her of how much I thank God for keeping her alive and molding her into the woman I am today. We are in a better place now; even though it is not where we want to be, we are a work in progress, my love. I love you and thank you for never giving up.

So, to this girl with a lot to say and no one who seems to understand, I have decided not to bury what I have to say about what bothers me or compels me. I will let it all out on here, on this blog. I pray that God let it meet the right audience who would need to hear or read what I have to say.