Jesse
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Yesterday, my little brother and I took a drive. We decided to drive to our old neighborhood which is about 45 minutes away. I have not been to that house.. that neighborhood in maybe 10 years.
That house.. it was the place where a man stole away from me my identity. He stamped out my spirit. For years I have been in a daze. I have felt feelings and had thoughts and could not understand where they came from or why I felt the way I did and do. I am now fully aware of everything. I know what my stepfather is. I know what he did to me and my family. I know how it has effected all of us.
I am emerging from a long slumber. I am finding myself, my true self, my lost self. That self that I was not allowed to be.
Driving down the old road reminded me of a memory. When I was about 6 or 7 years old, I walked around that neighborhood to every single house and asked if their were children I could play with. I was not afraid of meeting new people. I actively sought company. I rode my bicycle everywhere. The world was mine for the taking. I was fearless.
That's who I am. I will not live in fear! I am that same person who conquered the neighborhood. I remember who I was before my soul was trapped in a box. I am free from that evil man. It's been 7 years since I lived with him and I've lost so much time, but today is a brand new day. Today I've discovered my true spirit. I will not hold it back. The world is at my fingertips.
The connection to my identity was severed. It is being re-attached and I will never let anyone destroy it again. I will live free.
That house.. it was the place where a man stole away from me my identity. He stamped out my spirit. For years I have been in a daze. I have felt feelings and had thoughts and could not understand where they came from or why I felt the way I did and do. I am now fully aware of everything. I know what my stepfather is. I know what he did to me and my family. I know how it has effected all of us.
I am emerging from a long slumber. I am finding myself, my true self, my lost self. That self that I was not allowed to be.
Driving down the old road reminded me of a memory. When I was about 6 or 7 years old, I walked around that neighborhood to every single house and asked if their were children I could play with. I was not afraid of meeting new people. I actively sought company. I rode my bicycle everywhere. The world was mine for the taking. I was fearless.
That's who I am. I will not live in fear! I am that same person who conquered the neighborhood. I remember who I was before my soul was trapped in a box. I am free from that evil man. It's been 7 years since I lived with him and I've lost so much time, but today is a brand new day. Today I've discovered my true spirit. I will not hold it back. The world is at my fingertips.
The connection to my identity was severed. It is being re-attached and I will never let anyone destroy it again. I will live free.