A bad day doesn't mean i am not healing
It doesn't mean i did anything wrong
it doesn't mean everyday i am not dealing
growing to become someone strong
A bad day means something else entirely, it means I am still here
breathing, fighting, and growing. So lets get somethings clear
I am a goddamn lion, a warrior.
And now I am free, I am important, I am love, i have a place
I am not the scars that exist nor the tears that stream down my face
Daddy thought he won. Trying to beat the will out until i had no words left to say
But I fought through it all and i rose above
I grew my wings and i flew away
and into the arms of a new family who taught me the true definition of love
A bad day reminds me of just how far i've come
It is not a setback nor does it undo all the work that i have done
A bad day is just that, A bad day
So keep going girl, tomorrow will be better anyway
This is a diary about me, about my life, and about the abuse that I suffered. I write not for pity or attention. I write to find my voice and shed light on issues that are too often kept locked away in darkness, deep in the minds of their victims. I have held my secrets for too long, so I share them with you now, both friends and strangers so I can ease some of the weight that i carry on these shoulders.
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This is beautiful, And inspiring for survivors who still find themselves struggling at times. I'm happy for you that you have found this peace and I hope you go back to this on the bad days.
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