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Submitted by: Kadambari
Indiai was tired, unloved and unsuccessful.
It’s pretty hard to be a 17-year old girl in a world that was like my own. I had parents that HATED each other, my father didn’t have a job, my mother worked from 7am to 9pm, we didnt own a house of our own, my boyfriend who loved me unconditionally gave up on me because of all I’d taken out on him, I was a failure in my studies till 11th grade.
I read and watched The Secret. I tried to keep up with it, but it faded. As I lay in bed one night crying my eyes out, cursing my birth, it all came back to me. All of it – each and every sentence.
I became what i thought about most – I cursed everything around me so I got more of it. Of course!!
So i began to convince myself – I’m going to wake up tomorrow morning remembering that I have so much to look forward to and to be grateful for – I have a room of my own, I have my parents healthy, my boyfriend still loves me – wherever he is, and I have the gift of life, what more could I want? I drew, I painted, I meditated and I read The Secret.
It’s been a year – my father got a sudden real estate deal approved where we bought a villa with a backyard pool. I now go to the National Institute of Fashion Technology, Bangalore – a highly prestigious fashion university. My boyfriend sees me everyday because he and I are in love more than ever. I’m thankful I’m alive – I’m thankful for The Secret, I’m thankful to Rhonda…..forever in debt actually!