Around this time 3 years ago, I was laying in a hospital bed with a pumped stomach, IVs in my arm, wounds in my spirit, and brokenness in my heart. Self love, acceptance, and contentment have always been things I have struggled with, and I won’t lie…even today I still often battle and war with them. Many events & circumstances could have and should have taken me out by this point. But by the grace of God, I am alive. I woke up this morning on my birthday with gratefulness in my heart.

Today, at the age of 26, I still deal with a revolving door of disappointments, heartache, loneliness, fluctuating weight, health issues, and confusion regarding my future & purpose. However, I am also equipped with something that is far greater than all of those things: faith. Sometimes I don’t understand my life, myself, or my destiny…but I BELIEVE in my life, myself, and my destiny. With each new day I am learning, growing, and loving myself a little more than I did the day before. With each new day, God manages to whisper in my ear and tell me how wonderful I am. I am sent reminders, confirmation, and inspiration through angels inhabiting flesh. Many call them humans, I call them life savers. 

I may not have everything that I want, I may not be where I want to be, but I’m a mighty long ways from the pit that once enveloped me. I am loved. I am healing. I am happy. I am here…and I am honored to be.