I'm not going to go into all the things in my life that I have survived. To quote Sweet Brown "Ain't nobody got time for that!"
For a while, I allowed myself to be a victim. I refrained from living my life to the fullest because I was afraid that something else would happen.
Therapy taught me to be assertive. It taught me to stop feeling sorry for myself. I was getting nowhere seeing myself as a victim.
I also learned how not to continue to be a victim. I began to walk away from people and situations that were no longer healthy for me. This is still difficult for me at times, but I am able to recognize hopeless situations more quickly. And I choose not to beat my head against a wall trying to stay in them.
There was a time when the last word I would have used for myself was strong.
But I am a survivor. If I am knocked down, I will get up.
I am strong.
Monday, August 19, 2019
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