FORCED TO LIVE WITH AN INVADER FOR SO LONG WAS STARTING TO WEAR ON ME. I WAS STRESSED ALL OF THE TIME AND HAD LITERALLY NO SOCIAL LIFE. EVERYTHING I DID, I WAS BASICALLY DOING FROM HOME. I FELT LIKE I WOULD SUFFOCATE AND WAS TRAPPED IN SOMEONE ELSES BODY. WHY, I THOUGHT? WHY DID THIS HAVE TO HAPPEN TO ME? MY MARRIAGE HAD FALLEN APART AND I COULDN'T BE AS INDEPENDENT AS I USED TO BE. I FELT LIKE HOPE DIDN'T EXIST FOR ME. BUT I WASN'T GOING TO LET IT DEFEAT ME. I WANTED TO DO WHAT I COULD, WHATEVER I COULD TO GET WELL, AND CARE FOR MY FAMILY AND COMPLETE ALL OF GOALS. DARKNES TO ME IS MY STRUGGLE AND PAIN IN MY LIFE AND HOW I PLAN TO GET OUT OF IT. THE STRUGGLE WITH EPILEPSY AND DOMESTIC ABUSE DOES NOT DEFINE ME OR WHO'S GOING THRUGH IT. IT ONLY MAKES US STRONGER AND WANT TO CHANGE WHAT IS.