Age 22:
Too many things happened, when I turned twenty-two.
Father left too soon, Mother struggled with depression, and my sister moved out.
I am not perfect. All I can say, is that I tried my best. I tried my hardest to get to where I'm at today. I have goals.
I can finally say that I have goals now.
Low energy,
Angry,
Depressive,
girl I have grown with. Let's break the generational trauma.
I do not want to be like my father,
Mother,
Or run away like my sister...
But can we really blame her?
I just need to breathe.
Deep breath.
Three
Two
One
"Happy birthday to me."
Blow away the trauma.
