Shattered, battered, mistaken, forsaken, confused and abused all formerly defined me. My smile covered the shame, my laugh masked the pain and the lies made me go insane. Though this is my journey, I know I am not alone. FIGHT represents all those who are suffering in silence. All those who are depleted and defeated. And all those who desperately seek help and hope. This does not have to be the end, but just the beginning. I invite you to live my life with me through these...