Tuesday Treadmill Treats
Writing in spite of the haters
People ask me all the time why do I write? It’s something I have to do, its my God given gift, its like breathing to me.
I’ve been writing since I was a child, it comforted me when I was sad, it made me grateful when I was happy, it gave an outlet to my anger and it was always there for me.
I was a only child and was alone a lot, this make believe world I wrote about made me feel less lonely.
I could write about a big family, I could write about having siblings, traveling around the world, in this world I wasn’t poor, I wasn’t hurting, I could do or be anything I chose to be.
I write now for all of these reasons but the most important reason I write today is because I want to inspire others.
To let them know, that you can overcome anything if you believe. I write about what I am passionate about whether it be my beliefs, my family or my friends.
I write good or bad, like me or hate me, believe it or not, I am still writing because I write from my heart.
People always are worried that I am talking about them, to be honest, I get my stories in all kind of ways.
I meet a lot of people as I am always dealing with clients and I hear lots of stories, these are what and who I write about, their stories, good or bad, inspire me to write.
As do my own life experiences, I know that I have helped others with my words, I get messages and emails all the time telling me that.
I am so honored that they first, took the time to read my words and second that I may have been a small part in helping them.
Yes, I know, some days there are the haters, who don’t like the truth and will come after me and that’s okay, I put myself out there, the good, the bad and the ugly for the world to see and judge, so I get it.
People are afraid of the power of the pen, they are afraid of the seeing themselves in my truth, they could never let the world see what’s really inside of them, the hurt, the pain, the failures, so it scares them that I could put my truth out there, it hits to close to home for them.
They rather I shut up, put my skeletons back in the closet, never speak of this again, because of that fear.
I get that people will condemn me, speak ill of me or say things to make me look bad but I have chose to do this,
(Okay, God chose for me to do this )
I have thick skin now, especially after 24 years in a verbally abusive marriage by someone who was suppose to love you, saying hateful things to you daily.
Having a stranger say it to me now is nothing!
I will forever write against injustice in my family or against the world, I will continue to have the backs of the people I love and I will call out the people who come against them.
If I am anything, I am loyal and I will be your biggest cheerleader, I will fight your battles and be your voice when you can no longer speak for your self.
I will continue to be here and speak what my heart tells me to until I take my last breath, this is who I am.
So today my friends, I will continue to use this gift, each and every day, sorry haters, because in the end it matters little of what people here have to say, it only matters that one day I hear his voice and it says “Well done my child, well done”
“Be the change you want to see”
“And just when the caterpillar thought his life over…he turned into a beautiful butterfly”
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