The time I spent in that women shelter house was the most eye-opening time, I was
surrounded with people either with the similar, worse or less bad situation and I was the
youngest between them. Since I used to stay in my room for almost all day long and therefore
women living their used to visit and ask me to come out and sit with them which I used to
refuse because of the mental and physical pain I had. Therefore, they used to visit me in my
room and tell me their stories, maybe to make me feel better. They were heart broken,
depressed and so was I. But the worse part was that there was no hope in a lot of those women
faces, most of them had become Hopeless, they accepted that situation as their permanent
destiny and some were drawn into grieve. Some were addicted to cigarettes and drugs to
overcome their problems others took help of alcohol. And their conditions scared me more and
I really thought that it might be my destiny too. And for a long time, fear and doubts were my
fellows. I started doubting my existence, my being as a girl.
As time passed I came to know that some of those ladies were in that situations from years and
they were so hopeless that they didn’t even try to change anything for themselves. And that
was where I got my courage, I believed that I had hope inside me, I didn’t want to be one of
those ladies sitting there and in 10 years telling my broken story to a younger girl may be going
through similar situation. I knew I was strong and that is not how I will spend my life because of
someone else’s actions.
And despite all the sadness and trauma deep inside me I was just telling myself it’s just the
matter of time I will be fine and I deserve the best and I will make my own life I will change my
world, at that moment these words were not that clear but there was a strong feeling inside me
that encouraged me and that was my faith in myself.
I promised myself that I will get out of this situation, the list of changing and achieving things
was long when I first made it, it was overwhelming and I was so much traumatized that things
looked impossible to me.
Soon I realized what if I cannot accomplish and overcome my problems and things I want to
change and achieve all together at once, what if I break them into pieces divide them into
months and years and accomplish them one by one. And that is exactly what I did.
And today I am so proud of myself that nothing from the list I made 5-6 years ago is left its all
accomplished and now I can actually think of anything put it on my to-do list and work on it and
achieve it.
Life taught me that all of us, all of the Humankind will have difficulties and we all have to go
through them. But these difficulties are the best test and practice to become the best version of
our selves. The easiest option will be to give up, it will just take us a second to give up on things
we want, we love in our lives OR we decide for a different result and become fighters and fight
for what we want, what we believe and love in our lives and become survivors. Because life is
not for weak minds it’s for those who take control of their negative thoughts and decide to
change their situation.
When I was thrown out of the house my world stopped for a very long time, I had an
unexplainable pain. I suffered hunger for days, I barely had shoes to wear which arose some
other physical pains, no clothes and I used to wear peoples old clothes, I remember I had long
hair and I used to wash my hair after 2 weeks so that the shampoo I had shall be enough for a
while for me.