My confidence? I don't have any. All of this skin that is hanging off of me is trapping me. You wouldn't understand it cuz you haven't been there to see. And this metal in me? Well, it's killing me! Draining my life like an empty and desolate sea. What you see is empty of love & affection for me. I toss and turn in pain always wondering while half awake what will become of me. How can I overcome this tragedy??? And this was done to me!!!!!!!!! So unjustly! Why have I blamed all of this shame on me? And you don't understand why I'm so empty? Do you know what it's like having cold metal screws in all of you're vertebrae? Laying awake wondering if you'll still walk someday? The thoughts don't go away! No matter how much I pray! Sometimes I just can't take this day! Sometimes I just wanna make it go away! But I can't. I won't. I'm not. I don't. I do. I do hold my head up high even after I cry. It's just how I do. And you should too.
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This is my truth
Non-FictionMy life has been an intense journey from a little girl who was beaten down and abused into believing that she was worthless, to a woman at 43 years of age who is still desperately searching for who she truly is. I found her though. I did. And she wr...
