A road less travelled

A road less travelled. We all have roads we prefer rather not to walk and for some a road less travelled means that the road has been travelled on many times before but with every experience comes a new understanding, call it an exit from the past, the present and that which can influence our future. Today is not about choice even though all of it comes down to a choice eventually. There is no denying that the roads we travelled on influences every aspect of our being.

I like all others followed a road that brought me to where I am today. I was born in Port Elizabeth on the 28th of January 1985 and as impatient as I am today I could not wait for a hospital to make my presence known. Little did I realise that a battle was raging in the outside world, one I was not prepared for. Circumstances beyond my control laid down the foundations of my road. In a wink of an eye I lost my mother and unbeknown to me I would soon lose my father too. Circumstances ripped them both from me, emotionally it was impossible to form that bond between parent and child. This was only the beginning. Over the years to come I would be abused, molested, losing myself completely and not seeing things for the way they really are.

I would become a stranger, a stranger to myself and the road would become filled with more potholes and cracks.

Today I am stronger and hopefully later in life I can write about this without feeling like my heart is going to explode. Everyone has a road, one that no one else will ever truthfully understand and it was up to me to find that exit, call it a new beginning.

 I know giving up is not the answer, everything in life happens for a reason and looking back I can start fitting all those pieces together and carry on building a new road for myself to travel on.

Why today this is on my mind  I do not know, I just thought let me write it down and post it as a message for me to see and hopefully inspire someone else to find that exit they have been searching for.