Freedom to move forward

To him I am small.

Radiant, pressuring a strong image of self control with an underlying weakness and vulnerability.

Helpless.

A victim - once thrown around (allegedly "used to it") and now capable of allowing someone else to do so.

How could I not begin with this?

Sam Harrison's case was completed at 12:40pm Friday afternoon.

It was a cold room. Like everyone involved was gasping for air; wanting some form of answers from a sexist judge and a battle between two barristers.

I was shaken. Literally to my core. Like Beyonce breaking free during one of her concerts.

Though an anger still slowly set light in my stomach. One that died down but still burns humbly in the darkness.

Maybe as a reminder of the impact it has made on my life.

The inspiration to this blog. Including majority of the connecting topics.

I don't know what to do now. Or what 'closure' really means. But.. I am ready.

Ready to move on.

Let it lift from my shoulders.

To my Supporters:
How could I possibly thank anyone enough for the support they have given me?
I would have literally died without them.