Nothing prepares you for the fight to maintain your life. The moment when your authenticity becomes a mirage and you are grappling with fears of the unknown. You reflect on the elements that once made you whole and perhaps, discard the fragments that are no longer applicable. The world you navigate was never designed for your existence, yet you strive to illuminate it with your presence. You are still here. The parts of your humanity that did not erode with continuous bouts of grief are pillars of strength- constants in your life that provide you inner peace. You learn how to redefine and walk into your purpose. There’s a story to tell and only your voice carries the magnitude of its power.
Here’s my story.
