Yay. I just finished a self defense class. Krav Maga. Me and the little kid inside are learning to fight back. People in the world are nice! Classmates helped me. I helped them. Regular human stuff. So different from my childhood. It's all Greek to me now, and I'm too exhausted to be emotional. I'm making this the first of many classes.

I won the moment he hurt me, because he poisoned his soul, and I did not poison mine. I did not hurt anyone. He did. He was the perp. He tried to make me into a victim, but I became a survivor. Yes.