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I thank God that he chose me to have a voice that truly helps other African-American women (and women in general) face their fears about Mental Illnesses.
I thank God that after those 7 suicidal attempts he did not allow that loaded gun to go off nor did he allow those drugs/medications to takeover my body.
I thank God that he pushed me to greater heights and made me believe that I can have a life despite this debilitating disorder.
I thank God that he wanted a country girl from a small city/town in Southern Mississippi to dream bigger than what the city/town/state had to offer to her.
I thank God that I was born into a Christian family that pushed me to remain humble and faithful and now I am seeing why God wanted me to continue living.
My Grandmother & mother used to always tell me, "JUST KEEP LIVING and you will see", and I never understood if they were trying to be negative or positive. Now I know exactly what they meant.
If I had died, then I would not be able to speak to young people about how my disorder changed my life for the better.
If I had died, I would not have been able to meet the man of my life and have the wonderful family that I prayed for on those lonely nights.
If I had died, I would not have been able to walk across the stage of accomplishment in my educational career.
If I had died, I would not have inspired the next young woman dreaming to get out of that small city/town in the State of Mississippi but never forgetting where she comes from.
If I had died, I would not have been able to share my life with such loving and caring people that I know I can count on.
I am so glad that I didn't die.... God I thank you.