Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle
Most people say, "I grew up in a broken home". I say, "I was raised to be broken". My home wasn't broken, I had a step sister that grew up perfectly. She had friends, boyfriends, a good life. She had everything she could have wanted from my perspective. I could never really say if she had all of her needs met, but I can say for sure that her childhood was a lot better than mine.
I was raised to hate myself. I didn't grow. I didn't learn love and affection. I didn't experience joy, games and friendship. I survived. I learned how to take the worst pain and not cry, both emotional and physical pain. I learned how to be physically tortured and not crumble. I learned how to survive being emotionally torn down to ashes.
I learned how to be like the phoenix. Reborn from the ashes each and every time. I am not a victim. I am broken in many ways, but I am not a victim. I am a survivor.