My mother told me these words. 

"Stay strong, and shine bright like the diamond you are." 

Those words I always kept in my heart, even though she passed. 

Sometimes I cry and break down, and people make fun of me.

Some even backstabbing me.

But I am a fighter. Always was, always will be. 

If anyone else thinks otherwise, you are sorely mistaken.

You may try to break me, destroy me, but remember this:

I am healed, in Jesus name. And my family and friends are my medicine for hope.

 My wish is to help others who have been hurt, like me. 

I might not be the best help, but I will do my best to give you hope. 

Thank you for sticking around, and maybe one day, we will soar through the skies together. 

Until then...

Stay strong.