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
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?