I’M NOT EMBARRASSED ABOUT ANYTHING!

I’ve struggled. I’ve been hurt by people I loved the most. I’ve been double crossed, used, played, played with, bamboozled, hood-winked, AND led astray. I’ve been betrayed by friends. I’ve been broke and broken. I’ve mismanaged money and priorities. I’ve ugly cried and had emotional challenges and mental issues (still do).

I’ve privately taken L after L. Lost, rebuilt, repeat. I’ve, on several occasions, had to live back home as an adult when life brought me back into my mother’s nurturing arms. My safe place.

I’ve run from grief. I’ve been blindsided and discarded. Yes, dumped. I’ve begged for someone to see my value and worth. I’ve been embarrassed by circumstances that happened to me. I’ve been hurt by fake love, mentally broken, and absolutely stupid many times. I’ve given out blind loyalty and trust without thinking twice, and it came back to bite me. I’ve been depressed and suicidal many times.

But one thing is for certain, I’ve always ate everything up and remained 10 toes down through it all. Bent but never folded. Never switched up.

So for me, my body represents more than flesh. It represents strength, resilience, and freedom. Courage. It represents proof that a body that went through war may have scars, but that’s the beauty in it all. My body represents health, healing, God’s love, God’s grace, and God’s sovereignty.

With love, Sonique 🩷🎀✒️

No one is coming to save you, Jesus already did that. 🩷 Let hope hold your hand while you save yourself. Be your own hero.