You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence?
I’ve never had a hard time coming up with anything like I did with the response to this prompt.
After two years, I found this in my drafts…and I decided, it’s not that difficult.
I decided to give my autobiography a go.
It started like this;
Strength didn’t come to me in a moment of triumph. It came quietly, in the days when I felt empty, moving through life on autopilot. I wasn’t broken, but I wasn’t whole either. I was just tired of pretending everything was fine. Somewhere in that stillness, I discovered that strength isn’t about standing tall; it’s about standing up, even when your soul feels heavy.
I hope I get to write it.
