The Imperfect Me!

When people met me, they can never guess what my past has been.

 I am not the typical case that you would think when you hear about my past.

I look ordinary; there are no telltale physical signs of what I have been through in my life. I have no debilitating issues with my weight or my looks. I have a bright and chipper demeanor and most people assume that my life was the norm for a sweet and silly girl that I portray myself to be.

I love to laugh and am reasonably good at meeting new people but I am not your average woman in her late thirties. I have not had a great childhood nor did I make my way in life like so many people have done.  I am not saying, that their lives have not been hard, but I have been on the fringe of many places and many different states that have not been glimpsed by others.

 My past haunts me some days and shames me on others but on most days it gives me a window and knowledge that aids me and provides me with humility, grace, and contentment with the simple things.

Don’t worry this is not a harrowing tale of how I won my addiction over meth, nothing that exciting or dramatic. This is just the story of my past, present, and my hope and struggle for my future.

Just a woman at last, who has finally made her way in the world and is now moving forward still trying to make my way to the next phase.