The Early Years
The early, foundation years of my life, were forged from an unwanted, desperate baptism of fire. At the tender age of eight, my life took a dramatic down-turn; resulting in me suffering from abuse, cruelty, neglect, violence, and alcoholism (I started drinking at the age of 10).
Add-in a first suicide attempt – when I was barely fourteen years old – and a profoundly dramatic story begins to unfold. Those early formative years contributed significantly to a life story that was based upon decades of self-hate, as well as an identity of victimhood.
As I transitioned into adulthood, the legacy of my formative years were not good! Conditioned by hopeless, debilitating and extremely destructive limiting beliefs, led to self-sabotaging with deep-rooted deservedness issues – compounded by addiction and consistent phases of depression.
Somehow though, I had the faith to known a different story would unfold…