My Nonprofit Reviews

I am not sure where to start, but then again, i didnt know where to start and where to end, until I told my story in Truth Be Told. I know my story touched a lot of the other women because they told me face to face and on paper. My story couldn't be any closer to the truth because it was the ugly, dirty and rotten truth. I didn't want to tell a story that had good parts or a happy ending, but I did want it to be the naked truth. I was hoping that I would find someone that could say, "hey, i went through that too," and there were others who could sympethize. I have felt alone for a long time. Alone and too embarrassed for anyone to know the truth behind the smile and laughter. Sometimes releasing the pain, embarrassment and hideousness of a situation, causes you to grow much more fond of yourself. Self-respect and self-worth is the lesson that we fail to learn because of what we have been through, and because of what others have said or done to us in the past. I learned that you are who you want to be, not who others say you are or were. Women, we are treasures and we are valuable and we are full of worth. Let's not forget to hold our heads high and let others know we matter. Let's not forget to hold our values close to our hearts so we won't forget that we stand for something much more than just the principle. We stand for strength, because we built ourselvselves back up from a dark place, and now we need to use our voices as a light to shine the way for the others that are yet to come. Don't be afraid of the truth; let the truth be told!!