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As I slide into 2019 I’m trying to become the victor not the victim of my circumstances. It’s ok to mourn and be angry or sad but ...... I also need to keep moving forward into a healthy mind frame because my joy can’t be based on my circumstances . Isn’t that why my ex was depressed if we are victims to Circumstances than our life and our moods will change like the seasons. We must be survivors basing our joy from within and on the solid foundation of God . Not on people places or things  or we will forever be trying to fill a void that can never be filled we will always be feeling broken and depressed we will always be chasing things or the next best thing to feel better when really we will just keep feeling worse . Here I am choosing to be a survivor . He didn’t chose to be one with me . I will always pray for him from a far but I can’t keep blaming myself . Monday I start with a trainer not any trainer a trainer who trains athletes and models he specializes in training your core and abs and booty . I’m excited !!! I need to keep my mind busy on my purpose . Purpose is passion . In passion is victory not victim . Yes I was victimized and abused . But I came out of it and
Some days I’m not ok . I have a road of healing to go but one thing I do know is not to
Stand still in the pain . If you do you become stagnate . Keep fighting Amy . One day someone will
See you and love you in the mean time I will love me first .

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