Mallory Borrelli - Rock Bottom

2020 Mallory Borrelli

Rock Bottom

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ISBN 978-1-400329540 (Paperback)

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I contemplated writing this book for several months. I tried numerous times to talk myself out of it. I have started and restarted too many times that I care to even mention. It has been on my heart to write, though. Its kind of like one of those moments where God keeps telling me Do it, do it and Im over here like what? No way can I write a book. Aint happening Captain! A part of me was scared of what my family would think. When I first started to tell my story, something did not feel right. The words just werent coming out like I imagined them in my head. Maybe my focus wasnt there, or maybe I hadnt fully understood exactly why my story was so important to tell. I am just your average girl.

I put the pen and paper away for a while but later I realized I have shared my story with several people in my life to help them get through their hard times. To my amazement, one dear friend of mine called me one day just to hear my story to help him in his current situation. His story was similar to mine, and knowing that he wasnt alone, I believe, helped him in one way or another. He didnt really ask for advice, he just wanted to know the details of everything that happened. I could tell he was a bit nervous to ask me for details about everything, so I just started sharing most of my recent tragic event. In that moment it hit me: I needed to share my story because I wondered how many others I could be helping right now. What if there is someone else out there who is seriously struggling and on the verge of wishing their life away? What if my story could really help them? It was also clear to me that I wasnt bothered sharing all the horrifying details anymore. Maybe it was time for me to start sharing. Maybe this was part of Gods plan for my life to show others that you can and will survive.

Before that day I thought I had to give some profound wisdom in order to write a book. I thought the only way to share my story was to have the perfect story to tell. What is a perfect story anyway? One where I didnt make any mistakes? One where I did everything right and then something terrible happened to me? Maybe that would have been the perfect scenario, but that simply is not my case. Here is the thingyour story is the perfect story for someone. Your story is powerful. Your story has magic inside of it, but until you start sharing, you will not see just how beautiful it really is. My hope is that you will hear my story and then be able to find the purpose in yours and make it through whatever it is you are dealing with. Whatever you are going through, which I assume may be the reason you decided to read this book, has a purpose, and it will make you stronger.

I am sharing my story with you because I have seen the unremarkable beauty, knowledge, and open-mindedness that have come out of sharing my experience with others. My tragedies were used for the greater good, sharing and seeing how much of an impact that had helped me heal and grow as a person, as well.

Before the battle began, I considered myself a Christian, but one of those one foot in one, foot out type Christians. Hear me out, whether you believe in God or not, this book is for you, too. I believe regardless of your religion, my story can help you find a way out of the struggles you may be dealing with. I listen to other peoples stories all the time because each one helps me see life from a different perspective.

The moment I got the news, God began a transformation in me. Sometimes people do not understand your internal battles. They only see what is on the surface. I was judged by so many people, including my family. People spoke negatively behind my back and jumped to assumptions before they knew all the details or what I was really going through.

Honestly, as I tell you my story, you may even judge me. That is okay. I must work on it every day and try to understand someone elses problems or mistakes all the time. That type of thing isnt easy. We do not always understand other people or their decisions which is why this book is hard for me to write. I know I will be criticized for some of my downfalls. I already know there will be that one negative comment that makes me feel low and behold of myself. That will only last for a moment though, because I have become a much stronger woman because of my story, including the mistakes, and the way it has changed my life. I also know that sharing this with you is part of my journey.

I have watched God flip my life completely over because of the road I had to embark on. I didnt ask for it, but this was the hand I was dealt. What is important is learning to understand that you have a story and that is what challenged, broke, rebuilt, and made you brand new or will make you brand new. This part of my tragedy changed everything about me once I was able to find my way through it. My perspectives were transformed, I found new meaning in life, I loved harder than I ever had before, I stopped taking the good people in my life for granted, I traveled more, and I began to build new, impeccable memories.

However, before I got there, I had to bring myself out of what I considered the epitome of hell. If I can do that, then I know you can, too. I was in the lowest place of my entire life. There was no way I was getting out of that depression when the unthinkable happened. I just knew it, but I tried anyway. One day I woke up and realized I was floating on top of the water instead of sinking like I thought I was going to. This overwhelming sense of peace came over me when I decided to push through all of my pain and fears.

My only advice to you for now is to have faith in yourself. Allow your story to mold you, but do not let it control you. Allow it to shape you for the better and give you new life.