There were many instances in my life where I should have died. I wasn’t living life right. I was broken and beat down. Constantly acting out. I was walking around all kinds of numb, looking for something to make me feel again. On a downward spiral of reckless living. I was in pain. I needed help. I kept thinking, “What is wrong with me?”
Nothing was wrong with me.
I was going through the process.
Looking back at it now, I would do it all over again in a heartbeat. See, the things I went through equipped me to be the person I am today. The struggles that I went through inspired me to start the projects that I am passionate about. Helping other women is what I was born to do. There isn’t a problem under the sun that a woman can come to me about that I have not experienced personally. I have been through the thick of it. I have come to find that my experiences make it easier for girls and women to approach me about their personal trials and tribulations. I often joke that I went through some of this mess so that the women I encounter never have to repeat the same mistakes that I made. Ultimately, it was Christ that strengthened me because I was a danger to others and myself. His strength was made perfect in my weakness.