A long winding road

As we all know, 2020 has not been the best year for many. I want to tell you my story of 2020. I want to share this story as an attempt to release it and grow.

At the start of 2020 I was falsely incarcerated. I was accused of a truly terrible crime. That is when my life changed and never stopped changing. I was ripped away from everyone and everything I ever knew. Shortly Covid-19 hit the US in full swing. The pandemic still managed to affect me even while in jail. What little outside time and interpersonal time we had was stopped all together. We stayed in our cells as much as possible and I went truly crazy.

I was in jail for about 2 months, which dosent seem like much but when you’re an 18 year old who’s been ripped away from your family and friends, 2 months feels like much much longer.

During my time in jail I learned a lot about myself and Unfortunately the not so good things about the world. Although I did find what I believed to be a new appreciation for the life I lived. I found God while in jail as well.

I can’t lie, I was scared. I didn’t know if I would ever get to be with the ones I love again. I thought my life was stolen from me as well as my dreams. I felt like my life ended before I got to live. I was right in one sense. My life did end, but from that I started a new life.

I was released into the custody of a grandparent. On a not so strict “house arrest” .

I returned home, welcomed with open arms by my family, some friends, and my dog. My fight wasn’t over there, what I didn’t know, was that my court case would go on for another year. A year of being stuck in my bed room. Luckily, friends of mine came to see me frequently. Their presence was enough to keep me afloat, but I soon fell into a deep depression.

It didn’t take very long for me to realize that I still wasn’t free. I couldn’t go to my best friends birthday party. I couldn’t go on dates. I couldn’t live anything close to a normal teenage life again.

In order to keep me occupied, I started what I had always wanted to do. Start a business, but not just any buisness. With my new found gratitude and appreciation for life I started my own business based on helping people with mental disorders and wellness. I had always been the person to help someone no matter what.

During this process I met what I would consider to be my first true love. She was amazing, and she changed my life again. She was a super spiritual girl, the only problem was her mom hated my guts after she did a background check on me and learned of my false incarnation. She refused to here my story, and for 3 months me and this girl had to secretly date. We talked on the phone every single night and fell deeply in love.