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Day 1062: I am worthy?

In every aspect of our lives, we are always asking ourselves, How am I of value? What is my worth? Yet I believe that worthiness is our birthright. – Oprah Winfrey

It’s 2  : 28 PM on day 1062 of my journey towards independence and I’ve managed to  feed myself boiled egg and Bran Flakes  for breakfast, pray,    read Judges 21,   publish my Disability of the Day feature, go out and     tweet and Facebook about my campaign – no luck so far but I’ll keep trying I only need to raise $230 more to reach my goal thanks to the $20 donation my baby brother made yesterday (I’m SO proud of him).

This morning laying on my bed thinking about why I’m so obsessed with finding something wrong with me physically it dawned on me that there’s a part of me that feels unworthy of good health and as a result I’m living waiting for the other shoe to drop I’m going to try and start believing I’m worthy of good things happening to me. Do you believe you’re worthy of all the good things that life has to offer?

Day 326

Every experience that comes to you is an opportunity to birth your divinity. – Richard H. Levy

It’s 7: 49 PM on day 326 of my journey towards independence and I’ve managed to brush my teeth, read Sorta Crunchy on Bringing the Sunshine– a fun blog post about how far is too far when it comes to going green –    feed myself an avocado sandwich  for breaKfast, listen to music, tweet about my Clean Water For All Campaign – no luck – feed myself  naarjies – [plural of naarjie] a n orange like fruit that is unique  to South Africa– for lunch, watch TV, feed myself steamed vegetables for dinner, brush my teeth once more and watch some more TV.

Yesterday – I can’t believe I actually going to write this but if it helps someone it will be worth it – I asked my father to take the heater in our room – the room that my sister and I share – and put in my our brother’s room and he in turn asked my sister to do it and her being the smartass that she is brought the wrong heater and made some comment which rubbed my father up the wrong way and ended up in her getting a beating which left her hyperventilating with a red mark on her arm and although I wouldn’t wish that on anyone when she came back to our room in tears I realized that regardless of how you are abused the end result is that you feel like you are not worthy I knew that because every time my father said I should sit in the car while the rest of them went shopping or visiting I felt like he was engraving on my heart you are not good enough. Has a horrible experience taught you something that you would otherwise never know?

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If you’ve given to my cause or you can’t give now, please help me by sharing my cause with others. You can tweet about it like my friend Stan Faryna. This is the tweet he uses: @Nisha360 is a brave, smart young woman trying to make a better world for us all. Please help her do an amazing thing. http://bit.ly/hC7vOu

Stan’s very sweet for saying so, but feel free to write what reflects you best.

Thanks to all my friends out there who are helping me make my dream come true: to make a better world for all of us!