From Struggle to Strength: My Story of Rising Above It All

🔥 Section 1: My Journey – From the Shadows

Before I show you how to rewire your brain and update yourself into a new version, I want to share my own story.
Not to shock you but to show you that no matter where you start, success is always possible.

As a child, I lived mostly in my own little world. I was a late bloomer, walking, potty training, understanding basic things at school, it all came slowly. In kindergarten, I didn’t really grasp what was going on. And in primary school, I struggled a lot. I repeated years multiple times, thinking that was just normal.

At six, I was diagnosed with autism back in the ‘90s, when barely anyone understood what that meant.
My father refused to accept it. He didn’t want a “broken” child. To him, I just had to be normal. So I wasn’t allowed to be myself.

Eventually, I was sent to special education, finally a place where I could learn, grow, and just be me. But even that was against my father's will.

🥀 Section 2: Lost in the System

At nine, I was forced to spend most of my time outside “being a kid,” as my father put it.
But soon, being outside turned into surviving.

In secondary school, I often had to sleep on the streets. I had an official address with my dad, but he didn’t allow me inside.
Technically, I wasn’t homeless. But emotionally? I was completely alone.

A school counselor noticed what was going on, and thanks to their help, I was placed in a boarding school.
It was the first time I felt safe. I had my own room. My own space. A little bit of peace.

Later, I lived with my grandparents, then moved in with my mother. But by then, I was tired of life.
For years, I struggled with suicidal thoughts and made multiple attempts. My past was heavy: abuse, violence, emotional wounds. I felt broken beyond repair.

🌑 Section 3: The Breaking Point

At 18, I officially became an adult.
But I was drowning.

I spiraled even deeper on my own.
One day, after an overdose painkillers, I ended up in a psychiatric ward, ten days in a coma.
When I woke up, I didn’t even know who I was anymore.
That was the moment I realized something had to change.

🌅 Section 4: Climbing Back

I found love.
I became a mother.
I built a family.

But even then, the darkness never really left me.
I needed help but I was terrified to ask. I had learned to survive on my own.
That silence ended up costing me dearly: my relationship, my energy, years of my life.

It wasn’t until I was 30 and back in a mental health center that I finally received the support I had needed all along.

🌟 Section 5: Where I Am Today

I’m 32 now.
Still healing.
Still growing.
But finally… finally becoming myself.

The road wasn’t easy. But what I’ve learned is this:

Everyone carries a story. Everyone has a backpack full of battles.
And still.. You are not broken.
You are not worthless.
As long as you’re breathing, you still have a chance.

You have dreams.
You have power.
And if no one ever told you this: You can do this.