I am thinking of becoming a life coach. I have made it through depression, my parents’ divorce, physical and sexual and emotional abuse, my father going to jail, bulimia, anorexia, having a family fight over my sister and I, being homeless at 17, and many more things that I don’t feel like listing.
Yet I am triumphant.
I am resilient.
I have overcome the gauntlet.
I have stories from my past that would make you crawl into a corner, wanting to cry but being unable to due to the mere shock and horror. And here I stand today, with the optimism of someone who has had the world handed to them, and the determination of someone digging to China to free themselves from imprisonment. I will not be knocked down, and I will not walk away from this life without leaving every last bit of knowledge and experience and ounce of love that I possibly can. I want to help others realize that darkness is a blessing, and you only lose when you stop fighting. As long as you can still get up and throw a punch, you are nothing short of a winner. I don’t know the first thing about being a life coach, but I understand people and relationships and I find that nothing makes me happier than giving someone advice; no matter the subject. If you are reading this, I humbly ask that you send prayer or positive vibes for me to discover the knowledge to be successful in this endeavor. I ask this because I believe we are all very connected, and anything is possible with the willpower, determination, and positive thoughts and prayer.