Once the dust settles on a battlefield, there, you will see your victor standing.
My first battle happened when I was ten years old. The principal of my school molested me. This led me to fight the battle of depression and suicidal thoughts through all of high school.
Young adulthood just revealed how unhealed my battle wounds were. I fell prey to an abuser who fits every part of the definition. It took me four years to gain the strength to win that battle over my life and soul.
My anthem through all of the hardship I have suffered, is “There is Purpose to My Pain!” My ashes are made beautiful so I can help others find the good side of hope again. My calling is to help women live a life without fear of repercussions. I became a Life Coach so that I can teach people how to be victors over their lives, not victims to their battlefields. Have I created and taught different workshops and am not breaking into public speaking.
I stand on this battlefield a champion of my own mental health, a devoted mother to a baby girl, a successful business woman and working mom, and a bringer of hope to the brokenhearted.
