I used to think a lot about the future. Even though I didn't know exactly what I wanted to do, I knew the kind of person I wanted to be... I never expected things to be easy, but I thought I would have the same energy. The energy to get back up and put up a fight when everything knocks you down...Somewhere along the lines I lost the fighter in me. I lost count of how many times I'd been knocked down. I lost touch of the person I wanted to be. I lost my dreams...When did I become so defeated? When did the ground become my comfort zone?...How do I get up?