H&M: Healing and Matric
At the beginning of 2015, I was diagnosed clinically and life-threateningly ill.
Shock pulsed it's way through my cold body and numb soul. I was scared right to my core. Every part of me hurt, and days dragged on like bat claws on a blackboard. I ached with sadness and trembled with anger and fear. The pain felt insurmountable, I felt perpetually tired, depressed, and I couldn't remember a day that didn't start or end with tears soaking my pillow or drenching my clothes.
I was taken out of school to heal. During this time, I missed my friends more than my heart could handle. I was given the choice to repeat Grade 11 next year. I decided that I wasn't going to let this illness ruin my chances of conquering Grade 11. Once I was well enough to be back in school, that is exactly what I did. I started anew, found my feet, and got my academics back on track. And today, I got my certificates for an A aggregate, multiple subject awards, and consistent hard work and diligence. I didn't think that I would get to see Matric, but now, I can.
Anything is possible. You can defeat anything. Your ghosts don't define you. I am trying every single day not to let her define me. This year has been a year of learning, healing, and loving. If you forge your armour, bear your battle scars as warrior runes, and let your life lessons be your weapons to climb to glory, you can conquer your monsters, and emerge stronger, and more powerful than ever before.
I am climbing to my glory. This is all part of a continuous journey. I am building myself up, growing my power, and giving myself the time and space to heal, recover, and learn to love my body.
My message is that anything is possible. I didn't think I would get my end of year Grade 11 report for 2015, let alone get top achievements in my grade, and be promoted to Matric. But, here I am!
Matrics of 2016, let's do this.
Shock pulsed it's way through my cold body and numb soul. I was scared right to my core. Every part of me hurt, and days dragged on like bat claws on a blackboard. I ached with sadness and trembled with anger and fear. The pain felt insurmountable, I felt perpetually tired, depressed, and I couldn't remember a day that didn't start or end with tears soaking my pillow or drenching my clothes.
I was taken out of school to heal. During this time, I missed my friends more than my heart could handle. I was given the choice to repeat Grade 11 next year. I decided that I wasn't going to let this illness ruin my chances of conquering Grade 11. Once I was well enough to be back in school, that is exactly what I did. I started anew, found my feet, and got my academics back on track. And today, I got my certificates for an A aggregate, multiple subject awards, and consistent hard work and diligence. I didn't think that I would get to see Matric, but now, I can.
Anything is possible. You can defeat anything. Your ghosts don't define you. I am trying every single day not to let her define me. This year has been a year of learning, healing, and loving. If you forge your armour, bear your battle scars as warrior runes, and let your life lessons be your weapons to climb to glory, you can conquer your monsters, and emerge stronger, and more powerful than ever before.
I am climbing to my glory. This is all part of a continuous journey. I am building myself up, growing my power, and giving myself the time and space to heal, recover, and learn to love my body.
My message is that anything is possible. I didn't think I would get my end of year Grade 11 report for 2015, let alone get top achievements in my grade, and be promoted to Matric. But, here I am!
Matrics of 2016, let's do this.
XO
Good luck for next year! Whoooo!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Caroline! You're my angel ✨
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