Inside My Spirit Remains On Fire With Hope, Love, and Determination. I walked among strangers who shared my same pain: parental rights terminated, children taken away. Everyone around me is fighting the same battle, yet alone in their suffering. I've tried everything: legal fights, appeals, emotions drained, and still feel like I'm failing. People give me suggestions that feel like criticism of my emotional expression – my only outlet. It's as if they're saying my pain should be packaged neatly, without tears or anger. I'm implying: If being authentic and emotional is wrong, then I'd rather be wrong than silent about my pain. My heart screams: I AM NOT FAILING. My love and fight for my children (all three of them – though only one is currently at the forefront of this battle) are successes, no matter the outcome.