Who am I? huh….

I know I am strong, I know I have voice that wants to be heard, I know believe in magic, I have overcome so much pain, betrayal, abuse, and just a lot of negative bullshit, and still overcoming stuff I cant talk about. (not mine to tell and just cause)

I still haven’t shared that I’m even writing this page yet,

I am just learning to find my confidence in writing. I finally realizing who I am and what I want in life, my whole self image was shattered. When I finally found the courage to leave my abusive ex in 2019. It took about a year to plan to leave him, but plans never work (it fell apart fast, as I fell apart emotionally, mentally, spiritually) I also was dealing with PPD, PTSD, depression and anxiety. I never expected my mental health to shatter the way it did, I didn’t know how to self regulate my emotions because of the trauma and I wasn’t taught like everyone else.   (Also drug abuse had a big effect how I tried to dealt with the trauma. I am off drugs now  😀  ) 

I grew up in and out of foster care till I was 14 or 13, when my father got sober. Hes not anymore tho. My mother is still alive too, shes not sober either. My life has been surrounded by abandonment, abuse, neglect and other stuff, I can’t name at this point in time. I had lost my auntie who was like a mother to me at age 13, that ripped apart my family even more. She was the like the glue, I can still hear laugh. 🙂

I thinks that’s it for now, no poem today.