I used to be afraid of what people thought of me, how people saw me, and what people said about me.
I went through a time of constant trials, hardships, battles, and was forced to walk through it as crowds of people watched me pass by with every broken step I took.
I can’t help but to think of all the things which transpired getting me where I am today.
All of the times I was vialated and never spoke up, the bullying that took place. The things that helped to break me down.
Now that I’m a little older, and I’ve been through some things. I’ve grown and learned not to allow the thoughts or actions of others to bring me down.
In fact I’ve learned the importance of not allowing other people to have such control over me. I’ve learned the very importance of not allowing people to control the way I see or carry myself. So I no longer move or operate in fear, I move in grace knowing that I have a chance to live.