My Past Does Not Define Me

I think sometimes as a victim or survivor we cannot see past the victim mentality. We can't see past the past. It seems comfortable and I know I have the fear of the unknown. Ever since I remembered what happened to me, I have somehow let that define me. And it doesn't.

I'm thinking there has got to be a way to heal, and accept my past without living there.

I'm not a victim anymore. And what happened to me does not define me. It's something that happened and it's something I need to work through but it's not WHO I am. (Huge thank you to my advocate for reminding me of this)

Who Am I?

I am a friend/advocate

A good employee/co-worker

Loving wife and pet momma

I'm me

I'm hoping to use this blog to find out who Katie Marie is.

I know that my past doesn't define me and that I am a good person.

Here's to finding myself!

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