Look up, toward the threshold ahead. Though it may be a steep, cold climb there is virtue in the effort.

I want my story to be one of thrival, not just survival

I want my story to not only have a happy ending, but an inspirational one.

I want to not only be vindicated, nor validated, but victorious over my victimhood

For this is a story of choices

Some good

Some bad

And control

And lack there of

But mostly it’s a story of what happens when gut punch after gut punch keeps a person in perpetual survival mode.

A story about the consequences and sacrifices of simply surviving instead of thriving.

It’s about how many hits does it take to knock down a truly strong person?

And once once down- what happens next?