I was once kidnapped by eleven guys when I was 13. I was still young and whatever happened to me just became trauma. I thought I have failed myself and my mother. It was not easy for me. I was even unable to go to school because whenever I went out of the house I would see the kidnappers coming to take me again.My life was hell. Three nights of trauma and fighting changed my whole life. I became sick after escaping. I was not sick with a disease but with trauma. I was messed up as mind was no longer thinking positively. I felt stinky and dirty. I could not accept myself as I used to before the abduction.
After three months, I was abused again but more on the emotional side by my mother's death. Remember: I hadn't recovered yet, I was still in deep trauma. I felt like I had nothing left for me here on earth. I have to be honest; it took me years to find my feet again. I was shattered inside and it was reflected on the outside.
One day I realised what was missing in me: it was appreciation. I was blind for me to appreciate the life that God gave to me and the tools He gave me for me to rebuild my life.
- I had brains- for me to build confidence in my and never accept defeat.
- I had hands for me to do something better than sitting and moaning out of my past
- I had God who always held my hand for me to never be alone and find comfort in Him.
That was enough for me to move ahead with my life and conquer great things. After realising that, I said to myself: ' Yes, they did abuse me, but they did not kill me.' So I had to do something out of the life I was given by God.
Whatever happened to you in the past that maybe broke your confidence and your self-esteem, yes, it did happen but it did not kill you. Wake up and live the life that they could not take away from you and be a better person.
Remember: “...What is impossible with man is possible with God.” Luke 18:27
Stay Blessed!
