From that moment on I Roar in the Afterglow

Ever been in a situation where you gave all of your energy and ended up losing yourself and your belief in your own self-worth? Ever been through that emotional rush, when you, despite the fear of being to much of a wreck for someone else to love (ever) make that life changing decision to finally say "NO, No more. Life is beautiful. I deserve better than this ! " ?

I have; After four years of riding the roller coaster of an emotionally abusive relationship, that started when I was 17, I have had enough. My knees where shaking, But I stood up. And every day, no matter what I am going through, I am thankful for that what felt like a fight for my last gasp of air, but what turned to a roar for life, love and everything that makes the world beautiful.

From that moment on I Roar in the Afterglow.

This is a blog about life and learning from it, love, dating, single life and the things in a relationship that matter the most, positive thinking, always remembering your self-worth, being your own best friend, the small beautiful things in life, facing your emotions and that
it´s ok to not always be ok.

- Without ever forgetting a sprinkle of hope and humor.

I hope that this blog will put a smile on a face, lighten up a day that might feel bad, or even empower someone who is fighting their own battle.

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Roar in the Afterglow

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