A lot of ppl don't deal with grief, abuse etc all at the same time so I wanted to recover
As many of my friends were also going through it
The pandemic was not good either
Not for my already recovered spirit
I never want to see 2020 again
At least I'm lucky to have few friends who I can talk to about my situation and they talk to me often which I'm grateful for
You hadn't a clue what I Been through
I never thought your smile will turn to a cutting screw
A blade adding to pain I tried to recover from for many years
My hidden secrets and biggest damn tears
Were people among me discovering my fears
Until I realised being exposed was my way to recover
It took some time and I finally made it, just not on the front page cover
I'm well, I'm here I'm who I am meant to be
I never thought in my life
My path was tainted as a wife
As God slowly lead me to a dark night of the soul
To recover out of this Blackhole
To finally able to be working with mental health
My old memories stay on the shelf
To remind me
I came so far to be
Who I am meant to be
Not rich, but a beautiful, intelligent mental health support carer and assistant
There's no resistance
To one day I can keep going until I own
Train and grow my own empire to give back what I learn as I have grown
So many hurt me on my path to recovery
I now realise God chose them to be a part of my history
I must now forgive them, let go, let God and continue on this story