You adapt

You can't ever let someone have so much power over you. Truly, it sounds so much better on page than it does out loud. You can romanticize it all you want. Like fools do with War

I was down and out for the count. I'm back now.
Bought a new attitude- it was effing expensive.

The trick is finding control when there isn't any to be had. Thats step one. Thats the surviving-it part.

The next part is the choice. To Flee, to Fight, or to Forgive.
Thats the tough one, but once you make up your mind - you stick to it no matter what happens. When i say no matter- i mean no matter...

Then you pick up the pieces, this part sucks. You look down on the stain you left when you hit rock bottom, and you say - someone has got to clean that. You clean it.

Then you look forward, not higher than eye level and never below it. Forward. You occupy the mind not to distract it but to soothe it. To show it, that it can still work without something it thought it needed. Alot of "it"s here because that is all IT is about.

You don't give up. Failure goes from an everyday headache to a faint impossibility. It's as if you ate too much at a restaurant and on the way out you see other people eating, and you think, how the hell can people eat right now.
You've had so much hurt that while you are moving forward, you see things that remind you of it and you say "there is no way i can possibly partake in that again"

You smile, you thank the people that stuck next to you--- who thought they were helping.

You praise time because in the end that is all it took.

You move on

You live your life and you are stronger for it having happened than not having happened.

You leave the scar alone, you tell yourself someone with a horrible knife did this to me. I survived an attack on my way of life.
NO matter what - you never let anyone come at you like that again.

You live to tell the story.