My entry into the world was traumatic. Things didn’t get better as a teenager. I fell into depression and attempted to end my own life. But my long dark tunnel held the faintest glimmer at the end. This battle is not over.
I had a really difficult childhood. It was not about the money or opportunities – my parents always provided and gave me what I needed. Rather, it was mainly the differences in terms of the way I see things vs how my family saw things.
Being a Mother is a 24-hour job that pays in love and lessons learnt. Parenting is hard work, more so if you’re suffering emotionally and mentally. Yet, nothing can buy a parent’s love for their children.