From the moment of my birth, I was known as a "Survivor", after nearly dying being born early and fighting hard to live, that time maybe they were right...
As a child growing up for years dealing with sexual, verbal, physical and emotional abuse I went inside my mind to survive...When I grew up, it was on to abusive husbands, multiple rapes, dealing with addiction and mental illness..My many counselors, Drs. and case managers all said "You should be proud that you are such a survivor". I was told that I should write articles and books of my experiences, instead I became an advocate for the sexually abused, mentally ill, disabled, housing and domestic violence...I became sober and gave many talks at meetings as time went on...Still being a survivor. As an advocate I traveled and gave talks and did workshops on many topics, helping alot of people, but I sincerely hope that I made more than an impression on them of more than JUST a survivor...
In the past couple of years I have had to do much soul searching and my life has changed so much for the better..I used to think that losing my memory was a curse, but now I see it for what it truly is, a blessing, because until my coma and the changes it brought about, I had never lived...
I had made up my mind that I couldnt fall or be in love with this malady of mine...I was wrong there too, just because something is wrong with me doesnt mean that I have to be alone through it all, and if the person truly loves me then we will find a way...
I dont want to be known as just a survivor anymore, I want to be known as the person who lives life everyday to their most complete and fullest possible..
