What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
When I think of comeback stories I have a hard time choosing just one.
My life has been nothing but comeback stories.
At age 4, my dad took me from my mom because she was a severe alcoholic and I was not a priority in her life. He put me on a plane by myself and sent me from Dallas, TX, to my grandmother in Napa, CA. I lived with her on and off for 5 years. I moved in with my dad when I was 9 and he was diagnosed HIV positive. By the age of 10 I was the one taking care of him and I literally watched him pass away from complications due to AIDS.
Over the next 5 years I struggled with everything about my life which led to poor choices and no one to turn to. I was moved to 3 homes until I was told nobody wanted me.
My own family sent me to Nebraska to live w my mother that I hadn’t seen since I was 4.
My mom is still a severe alcoholic, she was abusive physically and emotionally. I lived with her for 8 months before the state stepped in and put me in foster care. I stayed in my foster home until I was 18.
I became pregnant at 16 and had my first born at 17 prematurely. 3 weeks later I was diagnosed with Cancer.
My senior year in high school I fought cancer and won, raised a new born and succeeded at graduating high school.
I was able to go to college but never graduated I had two more babies while in the search for someone to love me. Abusive relationships later I had to raise 3 babies on my own and still felt unloved and unwanted.
I’ve never felt like I belong with anyone, anywhere. I’ve been “thrown away” my whole life.
I finally found the man I married and he helps make me feel loved and wanted every day but I still struggle feeling apart of anything anywhere.
Raising kids and struggling with all my set backs, I’ve managed to have kids with big hearts and one graduated college.
I would benefit from this movement because I would be able to be a part of a peloton family. All while keeping my health up so I can feel good for my kids.