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"I
am wired for freedom and this is MY story. I didn’t always see myself
as free… for 13 years I struggled with self-harm. No matter how hard I
tried to escape it or find other ways to express myself, I failed. I
felt worthless, ugly, crazy, and alone. How could anyone understand or
relate to hurting themselves? I made the idea and the concept up in my
head… no one out there is this insane. This is
the lie I believed for 13 years, until one night I did the
unthinkable….
I told my story to a high school girl. Moments later my
life was forever changed. Self-harm was her struggle! The next year I
met another high school girl with the same story and then another and I
finally realized I have a story to tell. So I told it. I began to open
up and the more and more I did, the more young girls I met with the same
struggle. No longer did I feel alone, but it wasn't enough to make me
stop. I needed more… I needed an outlet to express myself. Some place I
could go when everything was falling apart, somethingfor my hands to
keep me busy. I didn’t know what that was, but God
did- and his timing
was perfect.My business wired for freedom started with my grandma
teaching me to crochet, I fell in love with it. Not only did I learn
patience, but I learned to embrace trial and error. I started crocheting
for a fundraiser, which turned out great but it wasn’t enough for me.
Crocheting is seasonal, I needed more! What else could I get do to keep
my hands busy? Again God’s timing was perfect. I found myself at a camp
for abused children working as a counselor. Little did I know the trip
would change my life.
There I picked up this plastic wire art and the
first night I had a vision, God showed me I was to make a ring that said
“loved”. I saw every loop, bend, crimp, I needed to do in order to form
this word. The next morning I tried it out… and well let’s just say it
was a huge hit. I ended up making rings for almost every girl.
When I
returned home I decided to pursue it more, but where would I even start…
this idea is coming from my imagination. I started to make different
pieces and wear them- people began to ask me where I bought it. It felt
so good that people wanted my creations, I felt valuable. It wasn’t long
after that people I didn’t know were placing orders. But, being the
perfectionist that I am I wanted to stop, it would never be good enough,
I just started at 22, this could never turn into something big. HA! God
was probably laughing at me, because I had no idea what was going to
come of this, but he did.
As I started on this journey, I was reminded
of my freshman year at church camp when this pastor called me out in the
crowd and told me one day I would own my own business. As you can
imagine I laughed, because this girl knows nothing about business, hates
math, and isn’t good enough in anything to make a business from it. But
with this gift beginning to blossom I thought, this can’t be a
coincidence...so I went for it. My uncle and I came up with a name:
Wired for Freedom and soon I started to tag everything with “wf.”
The adventure continues today. I finally found my niche, my outlet to
express myself. Through this, the once scared girl who wouldn’t dare
tell her story to anyone, now shares it nearly every day. And more and
more I meet people sharing the same struggle. Wired for freedom allows
me to use my hands to create instead of destroy. No one wants to be
trapped behind their struggle, but many are… I stand here today and tell
you that we ALL are wired for freedom, and I hope you too find yours."
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