Depression is a kind of feeling that is hard to explain… is like a little demon in the head that tells a person to feel this, to do that and that sudden desire of not wanting to live any longer.
She’s a woman of grace and beauty and this is her story.
The life that You give me here on Earth is not easy. In fact, from the day that I have been born up to this moment, I am having a hard time….
Before I became a teacher, I was a writer; before I was a writer, I was a researcher; before I was a researcher, I was a production assistant, and before I was a production assistant, I was a neophyte trying to build a career in the corporate world.
With all the heartaches and distress that I have been through, I learned to love myself more. It is the love for me that allows me to let go of those who do not value me, who do not care me.
I’m no longer a girl who cried over boys, but the woman who climbs mountains so high.
I may not be a girlfriend, a wife or a mother, but I a woman and I CAN’T BE CONVENTIONAL.