Making The Right Choices
A screenshot of visitor countries to my blog. There are more countries. This is an unusual way of telling the story, but I am going to fly by the seat of my pants by just jumping in without a structure or an outline and just go with the flow for a start anyway. When I was young, I witnessed some extremely traumatic things which I can’t share here because, if I shared them, they would put some people in a bad light and certain things are best kept unsaid. Thankfully, I am still able to do that! Many people blame their past or upbringing or circumstances or parents for the way they turned out. They are just good at excuses. When things happen to us, we still have the power to respond in the way that we choose instead of reacting negatively. As I said, what happened was traumatic. I thought that my father loved my brother more than me because he was very clever, and he was the first-born son. When I did something wrong, I was sometimes about to be exterminated (or so I thought becaus...