one year

Today is one year since the assault.


One year ago today, I was miserable but unsure of how to change my life.
I was scared about my future but too depressed to do anything about it.
I was broke and wondering how I was going to pay my bills.
I was angry at myself and felt like I was worthless.

Over the past year I've learned that I really do have the power to change my life, and that I can do anything if I set my mind to it.
I've learned how to plan my future, and to go in the direction of my dreams.
I've learned a lot about what I truly need to make myself happy.
Best of all, I've started to remember the things I loved about myself.


Today I am in charge of my life.
I know where I want to go, and I know how I'm going to get there.
I have a savings account, and a well paying job that opens a lot of possibilities for me.
Once again, I love and appreciate my strength, my beauty, and everything that makes me who I am.


The assault was one of the worst things that ever happened to me, but it also forced me to examine my life and change it.

And for that I am, and will always be, grateful.