I use to sit back and wonder to myself, who am I? Who is Renesa Williams Gatlin? Who is this woman I have become? Who is this little girl trapped within my body? Who is this woman I wake up to every morning and go to bed with each night? Who is this woman who puts a huge smile on her face each day to show the world but is slowly dying horribly on the inside? Who is this woman who stumbles around in the sinful dark with haunting secrets and shame? Who is this woman who has deep emotional scars in her heart and in her mind? Who is this woman who has dealt with failure after failure? Who is this woman who has covered up her hurt with material things and has bought love from others to feel loved and accepted? When I looked in the mirror, I saw a woman who was hurt and fragile. A woman who was lost in a world surrounded by sorrow and defeat? As God allowed me to look at my life; I saw a woman wounded and scarred by her past. I saw a woman who had settled for less for so many years when she knew she deserved the best.