It has been a year. One year since I left the pain to begin a clean slate. I am happy. I feel healed and I feel proud. I sit and think of those who have not spoken.

Please tell someone…

It is NOT something little… do not be ashamed… do not be embarrassed or scared

We got you.

One year ago I fell through depression. I felt like I was at the edge of the world not knowing who my parents were and just kept running into betrayal and pain. Here I am today receiving calls and text how they do not know how to handle my brothers melt downs.

 

My youngest brother has Autism. I specialize in Autism. I took this route to understand what he goes through and the best way to help him.

I sit and wonder what if he would have been deaf would they have taken the time to learn how to communicate with him or just let other people know him better…

I love EVERYTHING about him and if only you knew how amazing this kid is.

As I was saying …

I now received the 3rd call of his outburst and well he just feels confused and lost. I feel bad sometimes for leaving him in that house…but I had to save myself. I do what I can to have him with me well especially after 3 jobs and school it’s hard to take time off to even do that.

But what I can tell you.. taking my future into consideration helped me heal…I relay to my brother and he seems to be getting the hang of things now.

I set my goal to get my bachelors…I set my goal to gain more knowledge or more disabilities and I am doing it. I am also loving it. Sometimes I feel I work to much but I love every second of it because the moment that student who came yelling and crawling now sitting with her classmates and chewing her food and talking is what I get witness and celebrate Everyday what she and the others accomplish.

They saved me…

You saved me…

He saved me…

 

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