For a long time, I thought that all I was ever meant to be was this person that I used to be. But I know different now, I know that I was meant to be more and that I was meant to be what I am.
And it’s all because I met her.
I never thought that I was ever going to get out of there, out of the hell where I grew up. But somewhere along the way, I thought that I might make it out of here.
I might be meant for something bigger than all of this.
And once I realized all off that I took my chance and I gave it everything I had.
And I made it.
I made it out.
I made something better for myself and my family. I made it.
I look back at the person I used to be, at that house that I raised my kids in, and I think about all the things that could have happened if I didn’t take that chance.
Would my children be alive?
Would I be alive?
Would I have enough to live?
Those questions haunt me at night. But I’m lucky because I got someone in my life who keeps reminding me to live in the now and not dwell on the past.
If I didn’t have her, then I might just have been there in that house, thinking that I Was never going be anything.
That I was never going amount to anything.
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