From the intense event that happened this past Thursday, I have realized so much about myself. I have realized that even though I don’t hear the words “I am proud of you” that often, I know that I am proud of myself. I have also come to the conclusion that even though I am still a lost twenty something that knows absolutely nothing about my future, I do know that I am doing okay and will continue to do so. I can proudly say that I am one of the strongest people that I know. Even throughout the toughest and most horrible of situations, I now know that I can think fast and can stay calm and collected. When people try to hold me down and attempt to keep me there, I will rise above all of that and have the strength to forgive them later. During the times that I feel like giving up, I can now confidently say that I can pull myself together and once more believe in myself.
It took something horrible for me to realize that I am no longer that miserable person I once was. I now have the motivation that I needed and longed for, for so long to do things that I have wanted to do for a long time. I am no longer that girl who will let other’s words sway me from doing the things that I have dreamed of doing. I will not let people’s standards of life get to me any longer.
I’m an unconventional
girl woman that can do anything my heart is screaming for. Most importantly, I am so much closer to God than I was before. My faith has grown, and when I felt like giving up, he reeled me back in. I have all the strength that I need, and may even possibly grow stronger with life’s unpredictable events.