I thought I’d take the time to share with you all my story on how my faith walk started. It’s a big part of who I am on this blog, and also a part of uplifting you all, my readers. I hope you enjoy reading this post and that it inspires you on your faith walk or to start your faith walk today.
UNIQUE, SPECIAL, AND BULLIED
Growing up, I was always the shy girl. I was quiet, and didn’t talk much. When it came to making friends, I would be shy at first, but once I opened up more, I was goofy, bubbly, kind, and friendly. I got along with everyone. I made friends with kids of different backgrounds, but that made me a victim for bullying. Some kids thought I was weird for hanging out with certain people. I was made fun of because I spoke proper English, and was called all kinds of names, names that followed me into high school. I was super nice, which led to a bully constantly and viciously bullying me until the fourth grade. My escape was writing and art, I loved watching cartoons, and to this day, I don’t think I rushing to grow up, I’m still a big kid at heart.
NOT ALL BOYS ARE GOOD
Once I got into high school, I had my first real boyfriend. At the time, it was real love. Unfortunately, that was ruined by the world of “He Said, She Said.” Due to poor decisions, I no longer had a boyfriend, but had a reputation that I never wanted to associate myself with. Senior year was the year that I got diagnosed with Bipolar 2 with Depression. Certain guys came around me for the wrong reasons, and if they didn’t get what they wanted, they threatened to tell the whole school of the things I did. Long story short, bad decisions caught up with me, and I got in trouble for it. Luckily, I was never a troublemaker in school so I never had a record. But the words and stares were like daggers towards me throughout the hallways. After senior year, I was ready to leave!
A CRY FOR HELP IS ANSWERED
After high school, some of the guys continued dealing with me. At this point, I was going to college, and working part-time at a daycare with a friend of the family. This was also the time where my relationship with my mother was going downhill. There were good days, and there were bad days. More bad days than good between us, and looking back on it, I can say that I put her through it. Then, on April. 22, 2012, I went to church with Mom, and I remember a girl sharing her testimony of how she was trying to turn her life around. The pastor asked “If anyone wants to turn their lives over to God, please come up and do it today!” With a face full of tears, I walked up to the front of the church, Mom came down and we hugged and that Sunday, I got saved.
Once I entered the world of “Adulting,” I started having issues and setbacks. But I always find my way back and trying to stick with it. It hasn’t been easy, we live in a World that want us to have certain things. Instead, we need to live for God. I have come a very long way from where I was my senior year in high school, and during my early 20’s. I’m not the same girl I was back then. I’m working on loving God first and loving myself first in the process. I’m learning not to conform to this world, which is still a struggle. But, with His help, I’ll get through it. I’ve come this far, there’s no turning back now…
Until next time…