My name is Mortisha Bloodworth. I became an Amputee back in 2020. My story begins at the age of 11 when I was diagnosed with type one diabetes. The year before I turned 11 was the year that I lost my mother. I went into a downward spiral of what I now know was depression. The grief and loss of losing my mother, and then finding out that I was afflicted with the same disease as my mother made me resort to depression and anxiety. The next 30 years of my life were an uphill battle of fighting this disease that made me fearful for my life. At the beginning of 2020, I was fine. I had also been blessed four years prior to losing my leg, I received my kidney transplant at Emory University Hospital in Atlanta, Georgia. The grueling years I spent at dialysis were not an easy road. The grace of God, my church, my family, and my two beautiful children helped me through some of the darkest days of my life. So, one can imagine how devastated I was when I lost my leg in 2020. I lost my leg, but I did not lose my faith in God or my hope that life would get better. Fast forward to 2022. I am thriving and growing more and more confident in the new me. I have learned that it is OK and necessary to be different and to embrace what we may think are flaws, but it is what causes resilience and faith to spring forth into something new and beautiful.
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