The Real Me
I look back at my journal and all I want to do is hold myself and to guide me. My poor little broken soul. I have been through so much pain that I never needed to go through,I dont know how I survived.
But I am so proud of you. Proud of the woman you have become. Proud of who you are today. Proud of how you hold your head up high. You are outstanding and yes you are a force to be reckoned with. You are strong. You always wanted to be strong...but what is more stronger and more unbreakable than you? You've survived everything. Absolutely everything.