It was the moment when I felt my breath being squeezed from my body. It was then that i gave up. I gave in. He had defeated me. My spirit was broken. My soul ripped from my body. I was nothing but a shell of a woman. I had become a victim. Spirit broken, soul shattered into a million little pieces.
Over time, I began to reclaim my inner strength. To heal the wounds of an abused woman. I hugged my inner child and told her that I would keep her safe. She looked to me, her eyes filled with fear. She did not see a protector, she saw only the victim I had become.
It was then that I knew what I must do. I searched through the shattered pieces of my soul. That is where I found her. My inner warrior Goddess…and she was pissed! She was ashamed of who I had become and what I had let happen to me. I looked her in the eyes as she walked into me. We became one. We are one.