I was pregnant at 19 years old. Something mother dearest didn’t approve of so I was subsequently made homeless…fast forward 11 years later when I am not happy in my marriage and I tell my husband I need a break, husband dearest wasn’t impressed so he kicks me and our children out.
When I moved into a new place my friend of 18 years needed somewhere to stay so I let her. My landlord didn’t like that and said I had to kick her out (she had nowhere to go so I said no).
I got kicked out.
I noticed a pattern had emerged, every time I did something somebody else didn’t like they will use their power to try and control me. I don’t blame any of these people for their decision I have learnt to forgive them and more importantly myself.
Why myself? Well, I had to take personal responsibility for my decisions.
So I came to a cross roads thinking about my life decisions.
How does someone who is savvy enough to work for corporates and make 7 figures for them get into a mess like this?
I had a choice…do I get angry, depressed at my current situation? Or do I get my s*** together.
Needless to say, I chose the latter.
I started to volunteer at the homeless shelter, even though I was sharing one room and one bed in a hostel. I knew I could still be grateful I had one room and kids that I loved more than life itself.
In my time of homelessness and self-discovery I found out my son was autistic (at the age of 11 it was pretty late).
Then I found out I was dyslexic (at the age of 30 plus I think you would agree it was mega late).
I do not know if the universe was playing a trick on me because weeks prior I was speaking to a homeless guest and he told me lots of people are dyslexic and homeless.
Nevertheless, I created a local meetup group to meet other dyslexics so we could learn from our wins and losses and 80 people came, I guess they wanted the same thing too.
I then created my mission-driven business which focused on helping people with dyslexia, autism etc to learn digital skills and work as freelancers in my digital business. Then I created a business to help coach mission-driven business owners who needed confidence in sales. I decided I wasn’t going to let my circumstances reduce me, even if they have changed me.
When I was homeless, the first, second and third time ?
I realised a lot about my homelessness was about lemons.
Me settling for lemons instead of demanding more from life.
We all make choices and there are consequences to these choices.
However, when life hands you lemons you can either create really bad lemonade or throw those lemons back at life with a heck no…and say I ordered champagne darling!
Give me a HECK YES in the comments below, if you want champagne and no longer accept bad lemonade from life!?
Ruth-Ellen
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