I AM GOLDEN

Growing up as the only child of my parents, unlike people's expectations I grew to make decisions by myself because I was assumed to be intelligent, at a tender age I was abused, and since I was always expected to know better I lived in these abuses and experiences gave me the orientations, although they came with pain. At a point I lost all hope in living again, so I settled to just exist, regarding excellence and beauty not possible for me... I mean how can such a messed up girl ever be relevant, It is only meant for those who never made a mistake, for those who had the best background. That is the lie many young girls, and women believe. I have learned that my beauty is not dependent on my past, in as much I do not drown in the vomits, my beauty is dependent on how much of effort I have made to live above regrets and live to be the woman I am made to be because I no longer see a naked scar, I see a scar paint with Gold.