Fighting brain battles

I've got one part of me trying so very had, and another part fighting every effort I make. The result is like a clash of the titans somewhere in the middle ground, Armageddon I think. Some bits get through, some bits don't. Ultimately, the battle will be won by the strongest side, and that is the scary part. The winning part ((hopefully) will be the part with all the effort that I believe in so much, I feel it when it's working, so I know it works, it actually works, and I believe in it. Occasionally my confidence in it gets dented a little but it doesn't take long to make it up again. And I'll keep trying and trying and trying until I can try no more. And the only time I can't try anymore is when I am no longer alive. While there is fight in me there is hope. I hold the hope dear to my heart, and alongside that hope is the hope of you. The scary part is if this fails. It wont, I know it wont, I know I am well on the way to overcoming my weaknesses. Resisting temptations to take the easy way out has not proven too difficult, if a little inconvenient. I shall take baby steps, baby steps, so that I can take in each little accomplishment, and wear it with pride like a medal. For everytime I overcome is a step closer to the end goal.