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September 13, 2011
I had a dream I was drowning. My limbs were too frozen and heavy to move. I had already inhaled water. I was going to die.

I watched this happen with disgust. Any moment now, I knew, I would give up and let myself float away into oblivion.

"You are not a fighter," I told myself. "You always give up, so go ahead and do it."

To my surprise, I answered back, "To hell with that! I want to live!" And with determination I didn't know I possessed, I kicked myself to the surface. I survived.

I am a fighter.