Victim no longer, Survivor forever more
I am a survivor, not a victim, a survivor. I have been through a hell of a lot but i have SURVIVED..wow it feels good to say it and actually believe it for once. My body resembles all that has happened to me through scars and yes they are the one thing i hate most about my body but they are also the signs of survival. It may not have been good ways of coping, but it kept me going when i thought i couldn’t. My scars show pain but they also show in a way how strong i really am, because for me to go through 11 years of abuse and only come out with scars on my body is an acomplishment (yeah i have many internal issues around it still but i’ll get there) but the fact i am still alive is all that matters. It has now been over a year since the last time he hurt me and i know it will never happen again. I know with all i am that i am safe, from him at least. My scars are there to represent my past not to represent my worth and who i am and as time goes by when they start to heal, hopefully my internal struggles will heal too and there will be less of a hold over my life. I am determined not to let my past and insecurities get the best of me, I am a fighter and I can do this!