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The story called me flowing through the depths

As I come to the closure of 2019 and my book about to be launched in a few weeks in a land I call home, in a place where my story begins. I reflect upon my story and the one many of you will soon read. The story called my life. I share my story of trauma and abuse with you not because it’s unique. In fact, it’s painfully common. Everywhere I turn, I hear of traumas, violence and abuse taking place across the globe. As you look around your life, you too will find stories of abuse—your own and those of others you know. So much so that for every person that judged our journey there was a story of trauma hidden but it came out as fear instead of love upon us. Perhaps you never registered these as abuse because they were so conventional. In many cases the pain will be ignored, leaving darkness for the bearer of the experience to pay, as I did.
I realise now more than ever....
Happy people choose happiness. Happy people know the only way to happiness is to be happy. They know if you want to stop hate, stop hating. They do what will facilitate happiness and love. If they are struggling with things they choose to find help, meditate, or whatever they need to get through it. Trust me a few years ago my attempt on life gave me two options to either suffer in darkness lose my life and damage others or facilitate what will bring light. I chose to help myself, to be brave and accept that some things cant change external to me but I can and work with what I can and still am a working on this every day. To know happiness is an acknowledgement of all emotion. Most happy people started their journey broken whether self destructed or unfortunate bestowed events. Happy people know suffering just like anyone else but they also learn to see the beauty their lives because they have seen the depths.
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