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What's Your Story?

It is so easy for people to despise their story as no big deal.

I have realized that most times people are very evasive about their background. I don’t really know why. 

Sometimes, their past is painful and they did not deal with the pain while it was there. They just buried it and supposed that’s all there was to it and ‘moved on.’

Of course that’s not how you deal with pain. It must be confronted head on and felt! As unthinkable as it is, there really is no way around pain. It may be a heart-break, loss of a loved one, loss of a business, even the loss of a pet.

No situation in life is too small to impact a person. Every encounter reflects on our opinions, perspective even the way we will react to our environment.

Pain varies from person to person depending on one’s threshold –which has a lot to do with how they handled pain before.

Of course a lot of people will play the victim and have a pity party that lasts forever because life is so unfair. 
What they don’t realize is we’ve all been dealt a hard hand one way or the other so get off your butt and live life.

Every single story is important enough to be told. You never know whose life will be impacted by your story until you brave it up and let it out of that place in your heart where you hid it.

Don’t despise your story because it is more important than you think it is. Let it out, and change the world. Make your mark- your footprint if you please.


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