Celebrate with me my healing. Pity has not served me well. I am done with pity parties. I tell my story so that some woman, girl, boy or man can believe they can heal. I tell it so someone can know that their pain does not define who they can become. I tell it so that my soul can no longer be in bondage to the secrets and shame. I tell my story to show you can overcome tragedy and triumph. I want others to feel empowered to tell their stories in hopes that we can save lives. Secrets kill and I want to live.
- Window 289 – Self pity (awindowofwisdom.wordpress.com)