You know the feeling when you have a good day, but you can't remember the good days cause the bad day just drowns everything and all the good memories.
Well that's how I used to feel most of the time growing up, like am doing something wrong, like am the just a horrible person, even though I try to be generous and nice to people.
Getting backstabbed over and over again by somebody I trust by someone I just wanted to talk to, I try not to let people feel how I feel, I would never want someone go through what I went. I wouldn't want to go through what I went neither but it made me stronger and wiser.
And I got to see that you can't really trust people, because they definitely will fail you over and over again.
Music had always been my escape, my happy place, the only place where I felt like I could be free and be me.
it felt really good, because I didn't have to worry about talking to people or having any friends because music made everything better.
That's what I thought then, I didn't like to go to church even being the pastor granddaughter. I didn't feel any better going to church, I didn't felt different like everyone else say they do.
I felt out of place I didn't want to be there, I only wanted to be home in my room alone reading and listening to music.
Hearing people talk about God was my hope, because I wanted to feel what they felt, I wanted to feel the Joy that God brought, everyone else was feeling that Joy why couldn't I feel it, the Joy that I really needed.
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