Nineteen years later

Me at age three:

Me at twenty-two:

Witnessing my mom go through domestic violence, parents getting divorced, death of a relative, moving to a new state, bullies, criticism and more.

No matter what I have been through in life, I refuse to let it define me. All the bullies I have faced and all the mean things said do not define who I am today.

Today I have a loving boyfriend that cares about me and my well-being. I have my family support system and all.

No matter who had the worst situation. We can all say we have made it through. We are warriors and nothing will bring us down.

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