I'm writing a book.
I'm writing a book for you.
I'm writing a book for you who is just like me.
The more seasoned I get (I refuse to say older), the more I realize how many of you are just like me. Life has its way of making us wake up and realize we are not living the fairy tale we've read about or seen in movies through the years. The longer I live, the more I realize that every single thing I've been through will not have been wasted. Somehow, some way, no matter what I may be doing, I am reminded of events that occurred in my past that I can look back on and know how to handle the current situation. No thing I have been through will be wasted.
I want to write to those of you who can relate.
I want to write to you who is just like me.
I want to write a book for you who can relate to experiencing really tough times, disturbing and heavy situations that the majority of American population would have reached a point so low that they would have landed in an insane asylum or even worse, dead. But not you who still managed to pull through despite the depressing exigence, and came out even stronger than you ever imagined you could.
I want to write to young women who managed to walk on with pride with their head held high, with fearless confidence.... Especially after suffering the most hurtful, most painful, most unbearable life event. I want to write to the one that everyone watched and whispered behind saying "She'll never make it". The one who abandoned her heart through the tears on her pillowcase, but put on her suit and heels and worked through it, numb to everyone else. I want to write to the one that was so paralyzed from the event that she could walk past her enemies and smile, showing them the dignity and respect they didn't even deserve.
I want to write to the young ladies who grew up in single family homes, and were raised by other strong women, but never had the real men around to teach and show them what not to take from a boy imitating a man. The ones who had to watch their mothers work tirelessly and carry the role of mother and father in their household, all the while really wishing, hoping and praying that one day God would send someone who could help carry some of the load.
I want to write.
I want to write to you, who is just like me.
I want to write to those who have wild dreams and aspirations but because you are so incredible and you have proven in the past to do exactly that which you have sought after, you've become a threat to those others who you trusted and believed were your friends or loved ones, but in reality, they had ill intentions. Those of you who trusted too soon, and the moment you posed a threat to them that you may actually supersede them in success, they became your competition... Or even worse, they pretended to love you and did everything in their power to hold you back until they had one up on you.
I want to write.
Will you listen?
Is it you?
#justLikeMe
#iSayHello
