Depression

Being born with a birth defect I faced the overwhelming feeling of depression at an early age.

I began to look at both sides of my family and I soon realized that I was the only one who was born with a cleft lip and palate.

So the big question popped up in my head, why me?

I took this question to my Great-Grandma, Annie Mae Hardy and she told me that God don’t make mistakes and that I have purpose.

I’m alive today because my family spoke life into me, not despair.

So when I get depressed, I quickly speak life into myself, I think about my journey thus far, I think about my journey moving forward and all life has the offer.

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