Throughout my life I fight to the core of my bones to be validated. When someone has hurt me, disrespected I make sure I tell them how I feel. Through out my life it has been many battles each have been different circumstances and have been with all different types of people in my life but I still carry one message with me. "Why don't you ever consider me, What do you think of me that you feel you could treat me this way" This has been the message I've carried in my heart and I've allowed it to soak in my heart for so long. I realized that even though I may be expressing these feelings to others because of a misunderstanding but really I'm yelling back to the demon that had molested me when I was only 8 years old. When I think I've let go of that part of my life, I find it seeping back into my heart. When I feel I'm at my strongest at my best and believing that I will no longer give into what that demon have done to me and allow that day to tell me what I was worth, when I think I'm whole, it is when I'm blinded and finding lost in such pain again.