I have had people try to break me because I have a light inside of me. It burns bright. They hate that light because it makes them feel something they haven't felt in years...alive. But what they don't realize is that I am already broken.

I have been broken my whole life. Broken by so many things. By Mom and Dad. Though I love them. Broken by men. Broken by circumstances. Broke by life.

But the difference in me, is that I love myself. I like me. There are days I hate myself, like everybody else. But for the most part..I don't.

And I am not afraid to be myself. I don't have to be a bunch of different people. I don't have to be one person for this person, another person for that person. I am ME for everyone.

And when you give what is in your heart, it can't be stolen.

Nita