I spent six months fighting

Six months waiting

Six months hoping

Six months trying

I put down another tool,

Unused,

I dried another tear,

Not fully healed but not completely broken.

I stayed strong another day,

To prove that I am strong,

Beautiful,

To prove that I am better than

The people who have hurt me.

I made it to six months today.

I never thought I’d get here,

But now I know,

I don’t want to hurt myself anymore.