My Story of Where I Came From.

So this is the house I grew up in with 3 other siblings. The house was about 20 feet by 20 feet. So about 400 square feet.The house was something my Mom purchased with all of her inheritance from her abusive alcoholic Dad's estate, It was me ( 7 years old )my older sister (10yrs old), my two younger brothers (1 a baby and one 6 years old..

This is not a pity session it is a paint a picture of where i came from so you can understand how far I have come. This is my education. This is my diploma in the school of hard knocks. I am just a human being who was born into a family that was not rich, appeared to have no opportunity to succeed, Appeared to have no other choice other than repeating a cycle that many fall into and can't seem to break.

Well I broke it. It can be done. So if you want to change from being a victim of circumstance and want to change your life, JOIN ME. Please don't let another day be wasted and pick up those big girl pants and let's take your world by the horns and ride that bitch into the sunset towards a new life. It can be done. It won't be easy but it can be done. It just depends on how bad you want it.

What I kept thinking was " I knew what i Didn't want". I didn't know how but I was not going to settle for less. My life .. my rules… my say in how I live it.