I was never pleased with others…I yelled at people, when I was angry, I destroyed things. I always blamed others for the mistakes I made. I felt the people around me were not good enough. I was not pleased with them. One day my sister sat down with me and explained to me my behavior was out of control…I got a hold of reality. I was not pleased with myself and I blamed others. I spent a lot of time with my sister that summer, and she shared with me God. I had always been a christian but it wasn’t until then i had learned he could help me. 2wordstory came along and I felt I had gained a relationship with God. I was proud of myself therefor i also accepted who i was. I was pleased. Pleased? Pleased. No question about that.

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