Sanctuary and Serenity

Strength.
I have heard many people tell me that I was strong – maybe even at times when I felt the weakest.  They were seeing the inner me – something that it is difficult for me to admit or even know of.  I learned as a survivor of abuse that I was weaker – especially weaker than the abuser.  My real gift of strength was stolen from me and has stayed hidden deep within me for years.  This source of strength carried me through horrible and sometimes life-threatening situations.  This is what other people have seen.
Once again it is my spirit within that has refused to give up, no matter what happened.  It would not die during the abuse, and it refuses even more vehemently to die now.  As I continue to choose this loving path of healing, I can have faith that my source of inner strength will continue to be there for me – even under the worst conditions. I am strong.