From Surrender to Victory
2017 certainly was a battle for me. And I'm sure you've had your own too. Some of the battles I faced were more public and obvious, others more personal and internal. There are many things about last year I’d wish to forget and leave behind. Lots of memories I wish I could erase and feelings I could forget. But even in all the mess I have learnt so much about myself, about others and about what I believe true strength looks like. The victory lies in the fact that I have made it into 2018. Sometimes it has literally been by the skin of my teeth, gripping tightly by the tips of my fingers. Trying to catch my breath while it felt like all around me was imploding. It’s felt at times like I’ve been taken out from the knees. I was crushed and I stumbled. It felt like my most common posture was lying face down in the dirt. BUT despite all that I’m still here. I know now more than ever that strength isn’t about physical power. Instead it can be found in the darkest places, aw