I used to fancy myself a warrior. I fought to walk after multiple surgeries. I fought against what I believed to be male oppression. I fought to recover from the negative emotional impact of childhood sexual abuse and rape. I fought against emotional abuse hurled at me from numerous addicts and people who were struggling for whatever other reasons who I had invited into my world. I fought to gain my independence from people I believed were trying to manipulate and control me. I fought and I won one battle at a time. The more I won these ‘battles’, the more convinced I became that I was a warrior. The more I told myself I was a warrior – the more I found myself in battles.

Blog post: WARRIOR, VICTIM OR MARTYR?
https://www.chironswayconsulting.com/single-post/2017/01/04/WARRIOR-VICTIM-OR-MARTYR There-is-no-defiance-in-LOVE