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A little bit about me and my journey.
I’ve had cancer three times.
At 29, I had a total hysterectomy. I lost my parents when I was very young. I’m an only child. There were moments when I felt completely alone, broken, angry, scared, and depressed.
But there is one thing I never lost: my FAITH.
I’m not telling you this because I want sympathy or pity. I don’t. I’m telling you because I know there are people suffering silently who need to know that they are not alone, and that there is help, there is hope, and there is a reason to keep going.
Life isn’t perfect. It has beautiful days and devastating ones. I’ve learned that you have to practice what you preach. It’s easy to tell someone to be strong. It’s much harder to live it when you’re the one hurting.
There is so much we can teach others, not with words, but by example.
I believe in the power of prayer. I became strong because I had to. I didn’t have the luxury of giving up. I had to do my part, put one foot in front of the other, and trust that the Creator would be there for me.
I believe the Creator gave me this life. And when my time comes, He will decide when it is time for me to go to the other side.
Until then, I’m going to LIVE.
Don’t feel sorry for yourself. I know that sounds harsh, but feeling sorry for yourself won’t save you. Keep moving. Keep yourself busy. Don’t let your mind consume you. Ask for help when you need it. Pray. Cry if you have to. Rest. Then get back up.
And please, if you are in such a dark place that you’re thinking about suicide, stop and reach out. Suicide is not the answer. Your life matters, even when you can’t see it yourself. Your pain can change. The people who love you would carry that loss forever.
I know what it feels like to wonder how you’re going to make it through.
I also know what it feels like to make it through.
Depression. Fear. Pain. Loneliness.
And I’m still here.
Not because life has been easy.
Because I refused to stop believing.
I believe in G-d. I believe in prayer. I believe in hope. And I believe there is still purpose in every breath I take.
So if you’re struggling tonight, I’m sending you a hug.
Hold on. Keep going. Your story isn’t over.
Things will get better. 🌸
***Thank you to everyone who has been there for me through every moment, with your prayers, financial support, kind words, encouragement, and unwavering love.
I may never be able to fully express how grateful I am for each and every one of you.
adi
I’ve had cancer three times.
At 29, I had a total hysterectomy. I lost my parents when I was very young. I’m an only child. There were moments when I felt completely alone, broken, angry, scared, and depressed.
But there is one thing I never lost: my FAITH.
I’m not telling you this because I want sympathy or pity. I don’t. I’m telling you because I know there are people suffering silently who need to know that they are not alone, and that there is help, there is hope, and there is a reason to keep going.
Life isn’t perfect. It has beautiful days and devastating ones. I’ve learned that you have to practice what you preach. It’s easy to tell someone to be strong. It’s much harder to live it when you’re the one hurting.
There is so much we can teach others, not with words, but by example.
I believe in the power of prayer. I became strong because I had to. I didn’t have the luxury of giving up. I had to do my part, put one foot in front of the other, and trust that the Creator would be there for me.
I believe the Creator gave me this life. And when my time comes, He will decide when it is time for me to go to the other side.
Until then, I’m going to LIVE.
Don’t feel sorry for yourself. I know that sounds harsh, but feeling sorry for yourself won’t save you. Keep moving. Keep yourself busy. Don’t let your mind consume you. Ask for help when you need it. Pray. Cry if you have to. Rest. Then get back up.
And please, if you are in such a dark place that you’re thinking about suicide, stop and reach out. Suicide is not the answer. Your life matters, even when you can’t see it yourself. Your pain can change. The people who love you would carry that loss forever.
I know what it feels like to wonder how you’re going to make it through.
I also know what it feels like to make it through.
Depression. Fear. Pain. Loneliness.
And I’m still here.
Not because life has been easy.
Because I refused to stop believing.
I believe in G-d. I believe in prayer. I believe in hope. And I believe there is still purpose in every breath I take.
So if you’re struggling tonight, I’m sending you a hug.
Hold on. Keep going. Your story isn’t over.
Things will get better. 🌸
***Thank you to everyone who has been there for me through every moment, with your prayers, financial support, kind words, encouragement, and unwavering love.
I may never be able to fully express how grateful I am for each and every one of you.
adi