Feeling like a victim felt like loosing control. Like the situation would mentally and emotionally replay over and over in the mind, hoping someone or something could take it all away. That seems like madness now, but hard to see the wood through the trees back then.
If only I had been wise enough to know then that the situation could have been seen as a stepping stone in the right direction and away from the wrong one. Paths have a funny way of paving their way out in life, and looking back I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.
Take the rocky road with hail stones and all. It will make you stronger in those times you will need that strength and experience the most.
Every tear shed should be equally celebrated with the lesson that is being learnt and every challenge deserves your will power and strength to see you through.