It's amazing, really, how far I have come during these last 12 months. I look back at where I was - the victim of abuse. Then I reflect on all the trials I have endured this year and the challenges I have faced. They molded me into a woman who is not afraid to stand tall in the face of adversity. I have been challenged to face my convictions and beliefs and then to stand by those things in which I truly believe.
I am no longer a victim of abuse. I am a survivor of abuse. I no longer reflect on the past and suffer terrible and painful moments of grief. It no longer matters to me what my mother has done to me. It is my past and a part of me - part of what has molded me into the person I am today. But, I realize that my future is in my hands and I am the master of my own destiny.
I continue to look forward, not back, but remember the past as I make decisions that will affect my future. I have come to the realization that my mother does not care about my feelings - and that is okay. But in the same respect, I no longer care about hers. And it is in that emotion that I am free. ;D
I have been feeling liberated lately and just thought I would share.