Domestic Abuse Victim

Simple answer: Happiness

I have lived too many years of my life unhappy as a domestic abuse victim. Until three years ago, I had experienced more horrific events than anything that I can say positive. However, for those few glimpses of happiness that I experienced, they were always more impactful than any negative experience. After each joyful experience, I can say that I became addicted. I wanted more. When I saw my potential for happiness being denied, I became upset about my situation. Why was I constantly being deprived of the very thing that gives life meaning and purpose?

This is when I took the world into my own hands and my true aptitude was tested. Were I to stay under this cruel ridden atmosphere or were I to fight against it;