2 Years... and Counting
What I am now...

Growing up in a broken home was always a challenge for me. Broken relationships don't really perceive as role model homes. There was not much for me to do then look for affection elsewhere. My family has always loved me despite all the ups and downs we have seen. But there's always a hollow space in my heart which keeps asking for more. Maybe love isn't enough for everyone. Maybe there's more to life than just relationships. Or is it? For me, my family is what I've got. Even though I have been through the toughest times in my life before I was an adult, I am somewhat 'okay' with all of it. There have been times when all I could do was get angry and show that anger to whoever came in front of me. It was not a pretty picture for me. To see myself like that and still keep going in life was getting too much to handle.
But after all this time, why now? Why am I even thinking of all that? Because today, my life is better. Better than I could ever imagine. I have a home, my own family. People who love me, care for me, and cherish each day with me. And love... yes, it's there. Loads and loads of love. I guess the journey so far was not so bad. It was a bit bumpy.. but hoping for smooth sailing.
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