Take It From Me. I Speak From Experience. JUMP!

Take It From Me. I Speak From Experience. JUMP!

Truth?

I took 3 of the same photo because I was stunned by what I saw.

I felt like it didn’t live up to the standards.

No toned abs or defined biceps.

I felt as though it wasn’t enough.

But then, as I snapped the 4th shot, I went with it.

I’m no longer ashamed of my body.

Sorry, ED.

I’m proud as hell of the girl in my reflection because of the strength in her bones & the passion in her heart, all things that 1 photo CANNOT expose.

I am beautiful.

I remember praying for the days I’m now living.

Bawling in fear that my life would end without my ability to do anything to change it

&

How incapable I was of understanding a life without my demons.

The amount of times I uttered the phrase “I give up” shakes & breaks me.

These memories will always sting & the flashbacks will continue to haunt me but now, I acknowledge those moments as nothing more than a closed chapter.

Those days no longer hold any power over me.

THE LIFE I DESPERATELY PRAYED FOR IS NOW MY REALITY.

This new chapter of my life is called HAPPINESS.

I’m not broken anymore.

I’m stronger, wiser & more beautiful than before.

I took all my million broken pieces & put them back together.

I found the strength in my bones to piece together the shattered moments of my past life & put them back together to make a beautiful masterpiece.

That broken heart & those shattered moments of my old reflection are the beginning of a new journey towards happiness.

They are just a memory.

A reminder of the monsters I have overcome, but they are now pieces that no longer have the power or control to cut me.

I know now what it’s like to feel alive.

I feel a spark in my heart.

The numbness I once accepted is no longer a permanent part of me.

It disappeared BECAUSE I WANTED IT TO & I LET IT.

Before recovery, I was constantly told to JUMP, to leap from the cliff of darkness, disgust & utter fear & embrace the fall into a world of hope.

I was promised that recovery would be on the other side.

But, I never believed it.

SOMEHOW, I JUMPED ANYWAY.

&

Here I am, on the other side, A STRONGER THAN EVER SURVIVOR.

Now, take it from me.

I speak from experience.

JUMP.

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