Who am I?

Have you ever stopped to wonder how you manged to be alive?I have come to a point in my life were I am reflecting and raise my eyebrows with the things that I have seen,done and felt. I have suffered years of abuse from both my parents,ex-husband and myself.Which has me asking who am I? Really, have I been walking through life without really living.I have been to busy playing the victim and life has just past me by.Does anyone have moments like this?