“Being penniless, with the certainty of raising my two boys as a single mother was never my downfall.
My rock bottom didn’t come with physical characteristics.
It was a feeling; an overwhelming feeling of despair brought on by the restlessness of pessimistic thoughts. I had an abusive mind that did not want to waiver from its constant persecution of unattained perfection.
It proclaimed to me that I had essentially failed in life… ”