The fire within: When rage becomes fuel
Here I am sharing my journey. Trying to document the moments I feel strong to help guide me through the moments when I feel weak and hoping to help others too; and here I am, telling you that the thing that drives me is none other than a searing, intense, unfathomable rage.
Rising From Ash
It's in the solitude that I have found my resolve. That I have faced my fears. That I have made decisions about what I will and will not tolerate. I have suffered many dark nights of the soul. I have “died” so many times. I have broken all my bones and reset them. I have burned to ash and I have risen. Time and again, and I will continue to do so over and over. Because each time I face the new demons that took the place of the ones I have slayed, each time I break my bones, each time I melt away, I burn myself to ash – I am tempered and I am re-born. Each version of me better than the one before; the same and somehow changed forever.