I normally don’t write or even tell stories about myself because I have never found myself that accomplished and stories that are worth reading are by accomplished people. I have thought of my stories as a series of failures and quite shameful to share. This has very much changed as I have in the past year. I have come to love and embrace myself and my journey realising my story is not mine but a work worthy to be used for the glory of God. I have healed from past traumas and even realised just how much power there is in one’s story when told.
How did I get here?
I joined this leadership Bootcamp program early this year and part of the requirements for this program is Book Writing. I had to write a book! And so I began writing and tearing, tryna figure out what to write. After a few attempts, I knew what I needed to write, a story untold, my story. I had this deep knowing that it was the book I was supposed to write and I began, a whole lot of me unveiling, new revelations too. I was sharing and a lot was happening that I will continue to share with you, dear reader. Today I will share a section from my memoir
“Dearest reader, as I poured out my heart onto the pages, each word a tear-stained confession, I wept. Wept for the lost innocence, the shattered dreams, and the betrayals that left me broken and scarred. But as the final sentences flowed from my fingertips, a strange thing happened. The tears didn’t stop, but their source had shifted. No longer were they born of pain, but of an overwhelming sense of liberation. I cried for the chains that had fallen away, for the heavy burdens I had finally laid down. I cried for the woman I had become, a woman forged in the fires of adversity, yet radiant with the light of divine love. I cried for the freedom to embrace my past, to honor its lessons, and to release its grip on my future. These were tears of joy, tears of gratitude, and tears of a soul set free to dance in the sunlight of a new dawn.” NOW ME A Memoir by Naomi Bugigi
I had shared my book with a few of my friends to read and as they shared their feedback, I realized just how far I had come, how much I had healed since I began writing. I realized just how much I had overcome. For the longest time, I was ashamed because I don’t have many awards and degrees I still considered myself a failure, a story not worth sharing but alas! I have been successful longer than I took note of. And now am free, free to set others free. I am inviting you to this blog, to join me as I share my story of freedom. From being a teen mum, an alcoholic girl, a violent relationship to a minister of the gospel, and a fearless influencer living authentically with full knowledge that am completely loved.
Have you ever felt like your story wasn’t worth sharing?
See you soon as I start to share my story with you. Until then, peace & blessings ❤️