I walk through the dark woods looking for the light and it is nowhere to be seen.  As I hecticly make my way past the trees and fallen branches, my knees, arms and elbows scratched and bleeding, my feet covered in sores and my face and body bruised and battered, I look up into the grey and unwelcoming sky and smile. Nothing makes sense to me at the moment, but I know one day it will. 

Even in Antarctica the daylight eventually comes around even if you have for wait for three months for the night to end.  As I am an optimist with patience, will and determination, I will wait and persevere. I will smile and carry on as life is too short and precious and cannot be relived second time around. 

I no longer worry or doubt my every step.  The truth is that people never change their core true self no matter how much you want to believe them and give them the benefit of the doubt.  I know things will eventually work out and everything happens for a reason.  I believe it as I have seen it happen before.  One day at at a time with a smile on my face is my new motto.  Every person has good people around them.  Some of those remain, some vanish and one day amazing people sweep you off your feet and show you the light.

Who am I? I am…a survivor and I have seen the light.