I cannot tell you how good I felt after giving a speech to the wonderful, courageous, women of the local shelter.
I was asked to speak to them about my own story in hopes it would build their confidence in the fact that they can overcome the abuse they’ve been through. A friend of a friend saw one of my lives on Facebook and was moved to tell her friend who works at the shelter.
I was happy enough just knowing someone loved my Live in Facebook. I was ecstatic just knowing they thought it was good enough to share, but to be asked to speak to these women because they loved my message and really thought I could help them.. that meant the world to me. I was speechless and shocked.
I went and spoke to them a few weeks ago just to let them meet me and see what I was about. A few of them are very skittish around people in general and there’s one sweet, very young girl, that looks like she’s going to break at any moment and my heart broke for her because I’ve felt that way before and it’s a dark, hopeless, feeling.
I told them my story and then instead of talking about the program and all the things that people have talked to them about, several times over, I told them that I wanted to talk about them. I wanted to know their dreams, their goals, their wishes, their hopes, and their hearts.
I told them that they had immense power in them, even more than they could ever imagine. I told them that although they had been beaten down, told they were useless and not enough by the world and the people who hurt them, that I was there to tell them that they are worthy, they are enough, they are strong, resilient, capable, loved and wanted.
I told them not to worry about the world and their abusers, that they had not broken them, they did not steal the kindness from their hearts and that they would rise up in their own strength and take back their power. THEY would do that. They would take that power and use it to elevate their lives so high that they wouldn’t hear the hateful words that were said to them.
I told them that their aspirations to rise up and make their mark in the world WAS possible and that it was limitless as to how far they could go. I told them they were beautiful and they were needed in this world. That they had a purpose and as soon as they found that purpose, nothing else would matter.
I was so proud and so grateful that they asked me to do this. If I can make an impact on even just one of them, then me facing my fears and stepping out of my comfort zone was well worth it and I would do it again and again.
I will forever be grateful for that opportunity. It helped me to help them and I plan on keeping up with their progress and also helping the shelter to gather things that these ladies need. Most of them left their abusers with nothing at all, so I’m cleaning out my closet this week and donating to the shelter.
This journey of mine started out with me just wanting to help myself and it has turned into my purpose. This is what I was meant to do. I’ve always been a helper but to put myself out there in the world and tell everyone my long, sad, painful, story and I mean everything! There is nothing that people do not know about me and I always thought I would be judged, and I have been by a few, but they don’t matter. I thought people would pity me or just go quiet because they didn’t know what to say.
There were a few and still are, that have judged and gossiped about me but it doesn’t matter anymore because the only ones opinion that I care about is mine. Other people have not lived my life or walked in my shoes. Most people wouldn’t survive what I did. I now know how strong I am. I told them my journey to becoming fearlessly Authentic and that I was a work in progress and that my blog was called do it afraid because I’ve had to just jump out there with my heart pounding and my knees shaking and fear of failure and judgment but I did it and it was fear lying to me again. I told them that fear was a liar and to ignore it.
Before I let them go, we talked a good while and I gave them some tips and tricks and told them a few things that have helped me with all of this and they asked if they could contact me and of course, I said yes. I told them to call me anytime and that if there was something I could do, then I would be more than willing to help.
I have to say that this experience had touched me in a way that has helped me heal just a little more. I knew it would be an emotional thing to do, but the joy I felt in my heart from the looks on their faces is not something I will ever forget. I even got a smile from the young girl who looked like she was about to break. She told me thank you and THAT is why I’m doing what I do. I can’t even explain how my heart feels right now. I just know that I am going to be ok and so are they.