When life backs you into certain corners of life, the first instinct is to escape, if that doesn’t seem possible we attempt to numb the pain and cope on our own terms. We do what we must to forget about it, even if for just a moment in time, we forget about the reality that’s facing us. We don’t cry out for help because from our view, security is too far gone, the damage has been done. The lesson is being learned and the scars are being inflicted. For a moment we accept that and take the pain head on truly believing that we’re in it alone. Due to that we spend years healing the wounds that began the journey, the struggle, and even sometimes the very battle that defines us most.