“Please know that you can change your path at any moment.” I pushed people away and isolated myself. I thought the only way out was suicide. I failed. Ironically this added to the mountain of perceived failures I carried. I struggled to eat during the
“Don’t give up on your dreams. Don’t stop believing in yourself. Press past the pain and failure to know that all things work together for your good.” At 15 years old, I found out I was pregnant. I’m from a small town, and when the
“As a widow I was forced to reboot my life like a computer that wasn’t working.” When I was 28 my husband was diagnosed with leukemia and when I was 31 years old, I became a widow. I felt like the Titanic had hit the
“Have you ever wondered who you really, really are? Have you ever had a deep knowing in your gut, that who you were told you were, was not, in fact, who you actually are?” As a child, I stood in the shadows. No one knew
“Your mind has unlimited power and choice. But only if you choose to heal.” Growing up in a traditional Asian family meant there was extreme pressure and high expectations to be a straight-A student. This came with lots of criticism in my family and, as
“Even on your darkest day, you’ve got to know that one day, whether it’s 1 year or 10 years from that moment, you’re going to look back and be thankful you held on.” I am a child of the foster care system. I’ve overcome child
“Take your time. Surround yourself with good and trusting people. Start to open up and talk!” I have been confronted with the loss of loved ones. Two losses hit me harder than every loss before. At the age of 17, my best friend died in
“I was a Daddy’s girl, I was devastated, but I knew life had to go on. I somehow knew my Dad was still with me.” I was 13 years old, the oldest of four kids, living as an ex-pat in Tokyo Japan, when my Dad
“I always knew I was meant for more, but I didn’t find my path until I got sober.” I used to seek numbness. I used to lavishly marinate in my victimhood as a child of divorce, a daughter who’s father commited suicide, as the girl
“I recommend keeping a journal while going through any sort of recovery; it’s even helpful for experiencing everyday life. And lastly, I advise that you wear a helmet!” My accident happened a week before my senior year in high school – I was 17 and
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