Having said that, I can also be honest enough with you to tell you that I have not always felt strong or powerful and I have spent many years feeling very alone.  In my previous life I spent an entire decade in what felt like a hole that continued to get deeper and deeper with no ropes being thrown to save me. 

I let a narcissistic, abusive man breed codependency and toxicity in me.  I gave an unstable and unpredictable man power over me that he never earned or deserved.

In that 10 year period I moved 8 times.  I buried my troubles in alcohol, drugs as well as fitness (what a combination right?).  I slept very little.  I was isolated from friends, family and otherwise.  And I became a puppet to a man that never had my best interest at heart.

It was at about year 9 that my body could no longer keep up with my fight or flight state.  Small ailments began to turn into debilitating issues.  I began to lose my hair, I had my first panic attack, I was absolutely exhausted at all times and the final straw was that I was diagnosed with breast cancer at 48 years old.