Today I woke up with utter excitement as I knew I had netball training. This means I get to avoid the nightmarish reality for a little longer. Netball was my go to. It facilitated in clearing all the painful images and thoughts that rumble through my mind daily. As I walked out the door I felt the cold shiver of winter running down my spine. My scarf flew away from my face while I walked the opposite direction of the wind. It was dark maybe a little too dark to how I like it. There were nights I lay in my bed listening to the sound of fighting. My mother would shout, my father would begin laying into her and the screaming would start. She cried, he seethed, and I pushed my face further into the pillow.