Been awhile. Lot of experiences. Some I never want to never have to experience again.
Miscarriage,
Hysterectomy,
Emotional Breakdown,
Divorce,
Texted my story I had been writing on since I was eight had been destroyed,
Lost physical and legal of my daughter,
was homeless,
in and out of the hospital.
But, I could never give up. Somehow, that story that I thought was destroyed, started rewriting itself.
And it began to work its way into my reality. I wasn't writing about some character named Chrissy Sue. I am that character. And I can't do nothing. Now I'm working at Walmart,
I'm stronger than I was three or so years ago.
-And