When I look at my refection, Am happy with how I look. To myself I look beautiful. There was a time when looking in a mirror was something I avoided a much as I could. the time when I wasn't happy about who I was, No it wasn't because I thought myself ugly, but it My attitude towards life, In four short year my life from elven years old to sixteen, i made bad decision to get involved into thing I shouldn't have, instead of playing sport and going school work, being friend with people who didn't get in trouble with the law almost every week. I took on a personally, one that didn't care about what happen to herself, didn't let people close and sure as hell didn't have a grip on their temper, during those years I lost and grained, and took life for granted. It took a beating from my ex-boyfriend to gain sense. "what I've be doing, why do I think that am worthless? Am I stupid, why am I throw life away for this lifestyle" At that time I decided to change it took me awhile, I just couldn't just drop everything and hope it would be over. I slowly put back, Got out of that relationship, told my friend of my plan. Surprisingly they understood, I thought that if I told them I didn't want to be involved with gang activities any more and I want to stay away from the drinking and drug, and I thought that they would be Outraged. But I think understood that this wasn't helping me and it was more like killing me slowing painfully, I was digging my own grave.
I didn't stop taking to them,why would I do that there my friend.
But, About a month later when I dealt with my business, and pick my pieces up, I was told that my childhood home was being sold. I decided to leave Manitoba with my dad to Saskatchewan, to a small village outside of hafford.
A new start, which took advantage of. I left behind my dark past and made a New one,There still some cuts left to heal,But so far I've learn that my Life is beautiful and I'm lucky to live with what I have.
I'm happy!
~Jessica Jukka Peters~
