why is when we think we know it all and too prideful to ask for help.

we think we don’t need help or even want help

somethings its ok to ask for a hand

studies show it does take a village to get things done

a good support system of family and friends etc

I used to not want to ask for help with nothing and realize being in survival mode is no joke

you got to get out of that mind set and take a chance on yourself and make a diffference by seeking the help you need for important things

how can you do better if you don’t change otherwise, you will be stuck in the same cycle and get nowhere.

take a chance on yourself

I thought that I had it all together until I got hit with a stomach bug. it hit me out of no where

I feel like a bomb hit me and knocked me completely down. Listen when your body says rest. No need to try to do more than you can …

Has anyone experienced these viruses before. It’s not like when we were kids…. Amen I mean seriously I was not able to do anything and that’s what hurt the most …

Thank God I’m good now

whats the first thing you see when you look at me?

Ive always looked at my photos and when its a full body picture I look at my arms

see it all started when I was 16 grandma put me on depo shots and I wasn’t sure what they were at the time but I was told it was good for me

so I told the dr to rotate and give em to me in my arms and then as I got older the bigger they got

I was on Depo for 2 years and I asked Grandma to take me off because it seemed like all I was doing was gaining weight and it stayed in my arms

I’ve gotten teased many years behind them but Now I just embarrass them. Now you may think oh just go to the gym

be that as it may, at this moment I’ve dealt with these arms since I was 16 with my weight up and down and it seems like I haven’t gotten anywhere

so what do you recommend? at this point even if I went to the gym I feel like they wouldn’t go anywhere……

I got to keep moving , I gotta keep pushing myself! Lord you are the one who knows everything and see it all and it seems like everytime I turn around and want to be happy about something it seems like there it is again. The drama, the lies the deception.

How can i handle daily activities when it seem like I am dealing with what is a form of the devil himself. The lies, the manipulation, the stories keep piling up. I dont want to say I am living with the devil but I keep trying to wake up from this dream of someone who I cared about so dearly is now turning into what seems like a ignorant form of a man

Lord you brought me this far and I know you have me dealing with these things for a reason. This is my testimony. This is my story of how I overcame it all. How i got through friendships I thought would last…..