I'm not sure why I silenced my voice.
Have you ever been to your lowest, mentally, emotionally? Just really beat up, chewed, and spit out by life? When I look back on the last several months of my life... it really was survival mode. There were so many different people around me. And no one noticed. No one knew. Saw. Or could tell. That I wasn't swimming. I was literally suffocating and drowning. So looking back at who I had to shrink into, and turtle like to become... it's mind boggling. The amount of brain cells I've lost to not having to use, forgetting my worth, experience, education, travels, degrees, who I was. I've been telling myself to write a book, to not talk to people at my current dungeon so much. Which, I'm not doing great at. These people literally watched me suffocate and emotionally die. I moved back into my old my trauma, relived my upbringing and diminished my light, my sparkle and my future. When people patronize you, are unwelcoming towards you, you literally like become the image their projecting. What they're cultivating. and maybe no one will read my words. not best seller quality. But I feel like what I have to say is resonating, maybe helpful. I wanted to teach to pass down my knowledge and information about everything. Hey, at least we're lucky that I'm still here. Pulled up, from the bottom of the ocean.
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