On April 11th, I turned 51…
Today I celebrate
both the good and the bad of these 51 years…there were so many days that I struggled with my value and self-worth, never “feeling” good enough as I listened to the lies which kept me bound to their twisted truth for far too long. So many years of refusing to truly allow myself to shine for fear of failure or rejection, playing it safe instead of living freely.
As an adult survivor of childhood sexual abuse, I despised who and what I saw in my mirror.
It has been such a slippery slope to maneuver through the trauma.
Daily choosing to renew my mind, as I apply truth to my brokenness, I am healing whole.
Today I celebrate.
is a brave
quest to silence
for far too long.
the years of
Her new found