When I am moved by emotions, I write. Through my writing, I have conquered battles within myself. Some were my own demons, and some were from what I was dealt. Whether they were situations, or things beyond my control, I was usually left to burn. But from the ashes, I rose to a warrior, a phoenix. I have learned lessons through it all. And for all of it, I have gratitude for all who have taken me there, whether good or bad. I am who I am today because of those who have crossed my path. And there are no regrets.