Life isn’t always easy, and the older I get, the faster the days seem to go by. I’ve faced more than a few bumps along my road, but one thing a grateful mindset has shown me is just how resilient I am. How loyal I am. How full of love I am.
Yes, I’ve loved some of the wrong people along the way. Do I regret it? No, not really. Though my heart has been hurt and my mind left scrambled at times by grief, I wouldn’t be who I am today without those experiences.
I was raised to always try to find something to be grateful for—especially when I think of those around the world who may not have the same fortune, and yet still smile and spread positivity. My mum used to remind me of this often, and it’s stayed with me.
I’ve also been through domestic violence. During that time, I became more and more withdrawn. But what kept me going was hope for change and gratitude for the blessings of my beautiful children. They gave me purpose, and a reason never to give up.
Nearly ten years on, there were still moments when my self-esteem was so low that it affected my quality of life. I hated going out, socialising, and I fell into another toxic relationship—this time not physical, but emotionally abusive. Over time, though, I built myself back up. Leaving that situation was the only way to truly respect and appreciate myself.
Through gratitude, I’ve learned to love myself rather than relying on others to validate me. That lesson taught me how to protect myself with non-negotiable boundaries.
Today, I am immensely proud of myself for how far I’ve come.
I am more than grateful for my family and friends who have supported me, for my children who kept my heart soft and full of laughter, and for the safety of having my own home. My sanctuary. A space that has allowed me the time and freedom to rebuild myself.
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