When all have turned their backs to you.....
When you are left with nobody, save your own lonely soul...
Only then will you know the true bounds of your own strength. Only when there is none left to help you, when you stand alone, frightened, amid the swirling darkness... Then you find your own hidden reserves. You can fall, let the dark take you, drown you, destroy you.... Or you can spread your wings and fly. Free, boundless, secure in your own soul, you can leave that pit of despair far below you. Whether your wings are white, pure and righteous, or black and sinister, fueled by spite and hatred.... No matter. You, acting upon your own power, enforced your will on the whirling chaos around you. You alone conquered what threatened to consume you. You have become lord of your own destiny.
Even when the others, those you thought you trusted, leave you, walk away as though you never existed... You stand true in your own shadow. When all support is taken away from you, you learn to support yourself. Only when your crutches are taken, will you learn to walk unaided.
Stand tall, be true to yourself, and nothing else matters.
