6d • Testimony & Life
Born From Fire: My Story
I remember the heat. The fire. My uncle’s hands pushing me toward it, and the world screaming in slow motion. The scars aren’t just on my skin they’re carved into my soul, and some nights they still whisper that it’s over.
I’ve lost people I loved the most best friends swallowed by silence and suicide. My body betrays me daily with a disease no one can see. And yet… I’m here. I breathe. I fight. I create.
Music became my rebellion. Lyrics became my confession. Writing became my lifeline. And my son… he became the reason I refuse to break, the reason I wake up even when hope feels far away.
But there are moments, darker than anything I’ve told, that pushed me to the edge choices that almost destroyed me completely. Choices that, somehow, sparked a fire I never knew existed.
Tomorrow, I’ll tell you about the night that could’ve ended it all… and the moment that turned my pain into something unstoppable.
💬 If you’ve ever stared at the edge and refused to fall, share a line of your story. Every voice matters.
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Born From Fire: My Story
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