What were the significant moments that shaped you?
The moment I realized I was made to be hurt by others and unworthy of a defense.
The moment I realized I was “ugly”, “stupid”, “worthless” “bad” and a “loser”.
The moment I thought if my own parents can’t love me or would leave me, then so will anyone else.
The moment that I tried to commit suicide at 12 years old.
The moment that I left my home to try to be safe elsewhere.
The moment I first struck a guitar chord.
The moment that I was beaten and raped.
The moment that I realized no one will ever help me or be there for me. I am on my own.
The moment I first got high.
The moment that I had my first fight in HS.
The moment I watched the music awards and said I am gonna do that too.
The moment that I first let my voice come out “as is” and wholly accepted it.
The moment I first played a key on the keyboard.
The moment I first got onstage alone and performed for an audience.
The moment I had my heart broken for the umteenth time and gave up on "love".
The moment that I walked away from my years of struggling in music – trying to meet my own fame expectations.
The moment that I made large sums of money from a random song I barely took the time to write and compared it against my most loved and painstakingly written compositions and realized no one cares about those.
The moment I realized I could spend all the money I made and have nice things or really save it for when I may not have money in the future; and I consciously chose the latter. I continued working though I did not need to anymore.
The moment I made a conscious choice to stop doing drugs.
The moment that I left an abusive bf and realized my pattern of dating abusive men.
The moment Karin came to my house.
The moment I found God.
The moment I realized I am NOT alone!
The moment I surrendered my life to Christ.
The moment I realized I am not my own and was bought at a price and needed to be obedient to the Word of God.
The moment I realized that men should treat me and see me, the way Christ sees me and the tender way God loves me.
The moment I defended myself against harm and demanded change and got it.
The moment I decided I deserve better and went after it.
The moment I walked away from my record deal and decided I was not going to do music anymore.
The moment I walked onto the college campus nervous and determined.
The moment I got my first A and saw my GPA at 4.0 and determined to keep it there. The moment I met a boy who I could really be friends, be myself with and loved God as much as me.
The moment that boy and I kissed one random year later.
The moment that boy asked me to marry him.
The moment I realized not everyone is the same. Not every man is the same.
The moment I demanded higher pay and decided I would no longer accept less than what I am worth. Degree or not.
The moment I realized I was “ugly”, “stupid”, “worthless” “bad” and a “loser”.
The moment I thought if my own parents can’t love me or would leave me, then so will anyone else.
The moment that I tried to commit suicide at 12 years old.
The moment that I left my home to try to be safe elsewhere.
The moment I first struck a guitar chord.
The moment that I was beaten and raped.
The moment that I realized no one will ever help me or be there for me. I am on my own.
The moment I first got high.
The moment that I had my first fight in HS.
The moment I watched the music awards and said I am gonna do that too.
The moment that I first let my voice come out “as is” and wholly accepted it.
The moment I first played a key on the keyboard.
The moment I first got onstage alone and performed for an audience.
The moment I had my heart broken for the umteenth time and gave up on "love".
The moment that I walked away from my years of struggling in music – trying to meet my own fame expectations.
The moment that I made large sums of money from a random song I barely took the time to write and compared it against my most loved and painstakingly written compositions and realized no one cares about those.
The moment I realized I could spend all the money I made and have nice things or really save it for when I may not have money in the future; and I consciously chose the latter. I continued working though I did not need to anymore.
The moment I made a conscious choice to stop doing drugs.
The moment that I left an abusive bf and realized my pattern of dating abusive men.
The moment Karin came to my house.
The moment I found God.
The moment I realized I am NOT alone!
The moment I surrendered my life to Christ.
The moment I realized I am not my own and was bought at a price and needed to be obedient to the Word of God.
The moment I realized that men should treat me and see me, the way Christ sees me and the tender way God loves me.
The moment I defended myself against harm and demanded change and got it.
The moment I decided I deserve better and went after it.
The moment I walked away from my record deal and decided I was not going to do music anymore.
The moment I walked onto the college campus nervous and determined.
The moment I got my first A and saw my GPA at 4.0 and determined to keep it there. The moment I met a boy who I could really be friends, be myself with and loved God as much as me.
The moment that boy and I kissed one random year later.
The moment that boy asked me to marry him.
The moment I realized not everyone is the same. Not every man is the same.
The moment I demanded higher pay and decided I would no longer accept less than what I am worth. Degree or not.
The moment I realized I was bitten by something and contracted an illness that would further change the course of my life and choices.
The moment that I was afraid to continue living in this new alien body.
The moment that I realized I have to fight back and keep fighting against these things trying to take me out from inside me.
The moment that I watched as the boy I chose battled everything right along side me, never complaining, never putting me down, never making jokes about me and always being a loyal faithful comfort and a help to me when he didn't even have to.
The moment I realized I deserve this treatment and I want this for every sick and suffering woman out there.
The moment I shaved my head and thought I lost my woman hood and was still told by others I was attractive and beautiful.
The moment I threw away all my belongings and thought I would never get my things back and that I realized I dont need anything in life to make me happy, but God.
The moment I realized I am beautiful inside and don't need makeup or products for the worthy to see that.
The moment I accepted my illness and the long term fight and began to work diligently at changing my lifestyle, food, and exercise my choice of company I will keep.






