At the age of 19th, my soul rebellion began.
I was feeling so disconnected from the world I was living in.
I didn’t feel like I belonged here.
I was different, but I so desperately wanted to fit in.
Due to my upbringing, old-school parenting, it taught me the art of being polite.
Growing up, I aimed to please, always trying to keep the peace, yet inside, I was a labyrinth of uncertainties, unhappiness, hiding it all behind a constant smile.
“You’re so happy all the time,” they’d say…
But on the inside, I was lost, trying to fit into everyone’s mould.
I spent time drowning doubts in glasses at bars, attracting relationships that reflected my own lack of self-worth.
It took a few bad relationships to drop my self-worth even lower.
I even hated women for a while.
I found them very manipulative, and it reflected in my relationships.
But my soul rebelled it seaked change.
It seaked genuine love, not just from others but from myself.
And that is when the healing journey ignited.
That’s when spirituality kicked in.
And reconnection back to my soul and my path began.
