Power struggles

The truth I knew and feared yesterday is out in the open now. Last night, in a phone call, I found the guts to ask, to face it, if for no other reason than to strip the demon of it's power. It worked. It hurt, but not as bad as I had thought, and it's not as horrible as I had feared. It's not insurmountable either.

I took the demon's power away, by bringing it out into the open, finding out the truth. The truth, no matter how awful is better than a lie and better than not knowing. Not knowing meant my imagination could run wild and make it so much worse than it was. The truth, in the light, isn't as scary as the dark.

It's another hurdle to cross, another step in the journey. It's not defeat by any means, but it changes directions. There is still hope, but it's a step back too. Not as close as I once thought, but not down and out either. It just changes the game.

I'm not a quiter. I won't give up. I won't turn my back on what I believe to be true. I won't walk away. I'm a fighter, and I will fight for what I want and for what I believe in. I won't give up easily.