Push Forward: Savage by Experiences

By Natasha Williams

Have you ever felt like life was melodramatic, yet awakened with every twist and turn that you just know there has to be a reason for all of this? Welcome to my life. One minute everything that’s known to me as ‘my life’ is going cool, the next minute it feels uncomfortable and foreign. I thought for a minute I’m not ready for this, but why would the things happening in this present moment take place if I weren’t? Ever seen the sequence 222? Heard Nipsey Hussle refer to ‘The Marathon’? I was being aligned. I’m not under any of the labels people form as a part of the things they aren’t familiar with or afraid of. I’m human, I’ve made mistakes, I’m raw, I love God, I’m no angel and no demon. I’m Natasha Williams, also known as the poet ‘Her Soul Speaks’ and this is a true story about a portion of my transition in life and everything I experienced and learned in between. Open your hearts to my authenticity and I hope you learn much in between my words.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Austin Macauley Publishers
• Release date: Oct 29, 2021
• ISBN: 9781645752462

Natasha Williams

Natasha Williams is a phenomenal self-taught creative writer. She spent her early teens writing poetry, discovering her talent, soon to be loved passion. Coming into her early 20s, writing became more of release and passion than a talent which catapulted Natasha into writing more expressive poetry, posting them to her social apps and doing spoken word performances in her city of Birmingham, AL. Writing her first book Push Forward: Savage by Experiences was a spiritual transition for her in which she shares many aspects of not only her life, but the depth of how she completed that step in her journey of life.

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Push Forward

Savage by Experiences

Natasha Williams

Austin Macauley Publishers

Push Forward

About The Author

Dedication

Copyright Information ©

Acknowledgment

Introduction

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10: Recognizing Who You’re Becoming

Chapter 11: Define

Chapter 12: Mind Over Emotions

Chapter 13: The Peace

About The Author

Natasha Williams is a phenomenal self-taught creative writer. She spent her early teens writing poetry, discovering her talent, soon to be loved passion. Coming into her early 20s, writing became more of release and passion than a talent which catapulted Natasha into writing more expressive poetry, posting them to her social apps and doing spoken word performances in her city of Birmingham, AL. Writing her first book Push Forward: Savage by Experiences was a spiritual transition for her in which she shares many aspects of not only her life, but the depth of how she completed that step in her journey of life.

Dedication

God, Uncle Terry, Big Mama (Virginia Reese), Kaylan Perry, Granny (Jettie Jeffries), Me (Natasha Williams), Victims of suicide and mental illnesses…I LOVE YOU!

Copyright Information ©

Natasha Williams 2021

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All of the events in this memoir are true to the best of author’s memory. The views expressed in this memoir are solely those of the author.

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Williams, Natasha

Push Forward

ISBN 9781645752448 (Paperback)

ISBN 9781645752455 (Hardback)

ISBN 9781645752462 (ePub e-book)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2021919605

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First Published 2021

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Acknowledgment

I would like to acknowledge my grandmothers, Eloise T. and Mattie W., your wisdoms, prayers and conversations helped make me the woman I am today. Mommy, Tracy Williams, thank you for loving me unconditionally through it all. Jaylon, Nikki, Kacey, Tyler, I do this for us and the rest of the family, you are part of this movement. Pops, I’ve heard you since we built the connection to bond, thank you for supporting me, you and Mom. Forward we go!

Introduction

Welcome to my life. I don’t usually let people in here, but God showed me I have a greater purpose behind my growth. At this point in my life, it feels like everything is riding on my growth. However, I’ve learned to be patient with myself and the movement of this universal timing. There’s so many influences in this world. The intent here is to be a good, relatable one. So, from this, I hope that you accept and become…

With love,

NSW, HerSoulSpeaks

Chapter 1

Initially, 2015 began a year of what felt like hell, to be blatantly honest, and there was more coming. I began the year moving into a new apartment with two roommates. This wasn’t because I had to, because, chile’, I just wanted to be grown and mama wasn’t having it yet. And it has taken me this long to realize that being slowed down from doing everything I wanted to do made me everything I needed to be. I’m truly not like a lot of women my age, and only now have I begun to appreciate that to the fullest.

Going back to when I was nineteen, I didn’t go off to school like most of my peers. I ended up staying back and taking on three jobs, while also putting myself through dental assisting school.I originally had plans to join the military coming out of high school, but those plans changed with all the college experiences I got to have without going to college.

Throughout the year, I honestly stopped thinking ahead and lived in the moment for what, my immaturity thought, was my best life. I definitely traveled to some amazing places with different people. Mostly, I’ll admit I was balling on a paycheck and spending it recklessly while living it too. I hit the club like it was somewhere I needed to be, but I stopped enjoying it when I realized there was no life there.

Lifeless women gone off drugs and alcohol (me being gone with them), and heartless men looking for the next snack of the night to devour. I knew it dimmed my light, creativity, and spirit to be there when I knew I had other things to be doing. Yet, instead, I wanted fun.

And oddly, I made my way to church those following Sundays, peeling from my best friend’s couch.

Meanwhile amidst all of that, I started experiencing some major depression. I would be awake all night after nights with my friends, contemplating suicide on a major level. Life to death real quick…my spirit, I meant.

I was drowning in bills with little to no hours at work to cover the costs, dealing with constant drama amongst my friends at the time, and also a prolonged love with my high school sweetheart. It really became a whole new world for me. Sort of like someone removed me from my own life and placed me into a ring of chaos taking shots at my mental, which led me into the hospital.

One of the nights, amongst the many I had, I vividly remember calling my mom in the wee hours of the night and melting into the phone to her. I was telling her how upset I was with the hell I was living called my life. The ups and downs in my mind I was experiencing along with my major uncertainty. I just didn’t know where life was going but my mama was listening and she had something to say to that, ‘You gotta get that turtle off your back.’

At that moment, I gained a will and lost my excuses. And by that, I mean I did all I damn near could to dig myself out of my own self-created bullshit.

It was about mid-year in July when I reconnected with my high school sweetheart, who had kept up appearances frequently. While all that was taking place, there was still a genuine concern, and even love, for him and I was there regardless. As I reminisce, I’m honestly happy for that reconnection. Those memories always end with the vision of him on his