All in all though, did I survive? I exist, I breathe, but I'm not me - and haven't been for years. I don't even know "me" anymore..........

Surviving implies living to me....I am not "living". I am alive, yes. But I carry the scars and the memories with me everyday of my life and always will.

I can only cry right now, my heart goes out to you, b/c that is exactly the way I feel!

When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth & love have always won. there have been tyrants & murderers, and for a time they can be invincible, but in the end they always fall.think of it... always. Mohandas Gandhi...