Burgers, Dairy Queen, and a Poverty Mindset
However, the day came when I realized that my belief was nothing more than a narrative that I had created.
And the truth is that I was under no obligation to allow it to Lord over me.
post traumatic growth
Love & Hate for my childhood home
I don’t share this out of spite, unforgiveness, or to give anyone a bad name.
Nor do I share this to gain attention or sympathy.
I share because for years I allowed the influence of others to silence me.
I share this because I traded the narrative of truth for a false narrative of positivity.
I share this because there were points in my life where I believed that I was better off dead than alive.
Hey bro! (Is it even necessary)
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐲.
Working through trauma
In the process, I fall and fail. Yet, I have made a decision to not stay down. I refuse to let the narrative of my trauma define me for the rest of my life.
John Eli, MBA, MS (Ψ) 