When I look back at my life and my childhood there were a lot of negative things that I could easily have chosen to focus on. Until I was 8 I shared a queen size bed with my mom and my grandmother. We were dirt poor. I grew up without a dad. By the time I was a teenager I had tried nearly every single worthwhile drug (and a few that were not worthwhile).
One of the things that kept me from having an entirely different unfortunate life, that I should have statistically expected, is that I always knew what was in my control and what wasn’t.
I always focused on the aspects of life that were in my control.
I took responsibly for my life.
I don’t blame where I am on where I came from, who raised me or who didn’t.
And where did that get me?
Well, I’m no longer poor.
I’m happily sharing my bed with a beautiful fiancée.
I reunited with my dad, and now I’m changing my last name to his.
kiararobles.com → kiarabickers.com
It’s possible to accept that your experiences make you who you are, but also choose the best version of that self every time.