As a survivor of abuse, it seems there is always one battle or another, the difference in my battle now is, I fight it. Before, I used to curl up in a corner, cry or lie down and go to sleep. No more, never again. I put my boxing gloves on and go to war. It is a war, but it is one that can be won. Keep fighting on, I want to be able to say, when my last day is here~, 2 Timothy 4:7 I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.