There’s a light that shines at some point in most people’s lives that lets them know, this is who I’m meant to be and this is what I’m meant to do. That light never shines for anyone who began being abused as a child; whether in their own home or outside of it. When it’s in the home, the outside world becomes the place of protection. When it comes from outside, hiding in the one place where the abused person feels safe – home – it would seem that the abused one might find the succor they need. A life filled with one side being too affected by the past to be an effective teacher, and the other side being pessimistic and cynical, does not breed strength into the one who sees abuse more than love from outside the home. The abused one only feels pain. No hope. No trust. No faith. Stress and anxiety live in this condition and rules every decision made.