When I was a child, I was severly abused on a constant basis. Emotional Scarring, and physical scarring still haunt me to this day when I look back. After being taken from the only home i knew and put into a Foster home, I still didnt understand what I had done wrong, and that thought has bothered me since I could fathom it, but no longer.
I have come to the realization that I cannot blame the people who raised me, whom I now call MOM AND DAD: my Family. They did what they could for me and are still here to suport me. I do not blame my biological family either, though I choose to never have interactions or relationships with either of them. In my eyes, they lost that right to call me thier son, they are now simply a pair of people I share my genes with. Nothing More.
reflecting on all thhis makes me come to a great realization: The realization that my story is only beggining, this small pitfall in my life molded me into the creative mind that I am, it helped me realize Who I want to be as a human being. So in a way those who have hurt me deep inside have helped build me into the the talented, creative, and special Human that I AM.
-WILL
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