Peace of Mind is Beautiful
You can train your mind to be happy. It takes work. Not money
It is a learning process. I am still learning but I put this out here to be an example and for you to know you aren't alone.
Ok, so I'm going to explain this again. I haven't had the easiest life. This article I am writing about is about my health. I should be dead. I should be dead a lot. Probably more times than I know about lol. No but for real. Its been rough. As a kid, I was pretty much feral. Not even a joke. Me and my brother lived with my grandad and grandma. Our dad was always sitting in his trunk when he was home. Drunk and or high. He loved us but he didn't even love hisself. He couldn't take care of me and my brother. My grandad was a 90 year old aries man. He was mean and would not let us kids in the house in the daytime. Not that it mattered much. We never really had food. I remember we ate a lot of ramen noodles, frozen pizza, and those damn peanut butter cookie things. Most days to be honest, I didn't eat unless I was at school. Welcome to America, where people and even kids starve everyday, but go unnoticed because they are ashamed to say a goddamned thing. Because people might talk. People are fucking starving in Fucking AMERICA, but they don't say anything because people put them down and they are embarrased to get help to eat healthy. TO EAT HEALTHY. People in America, some of us don't eat healthy because it is so much cheaper to eat unhealthy than healthy. A mother fucking burger is cheaper than a salad. Anyway. we starved as kids. I remember the dr. telling my grandma, you need to get this kid some vegitables. I had low iron, potassium, blood sugar. I was always on the verge of death. Even as a kid. I didn't have a choice as a kid, but I damn sure do now. Eight years ago, I had a stroke. I had the stroke two weeks after my son was born and I am sure most of you know he was born on friday the 13th. Well two weeks later with the baby weight still stuck firmly on my ass, I had a stroke. I was in a coma for five days and could not walk or talk for over a year. I got supercalifragalistic fat. My ass grew to purportions that you could only dream of. lol I have been losing weight and I feel it. It is my time. I am going to finally be healthy. I think they only way you can is when you decide you want to live instead of die. I finally want to live. I finally will live. Join me. Lets change shit together. I am and will always continue to work and evolve and change and morph into what I want and how I see myself. I love me. If you love me, Follow my blog. Follow me for inspiration and updates. Share. love you all.
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AuthorMy name is Tera. After not living my whole life, I decided I wanted to live and have fun and to make other people happy. That is my goal. To spread love. LIGHT LOVE HOPE Its never too late to love. Archives
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