What's the war?

She sits down and opens her eyes only to see her reflection starring straight her. It stars at the girl blankly, no flaw to see nothing. The girl? All you see is her a tear stained face, red and swollen from the hours spent in the dark hole she used to call home, crying, bleeding, screaming and shouting. The reflection tells her one thing, and that is follow the path. Just take that one step, just move each foot one in front of the other and seal your destiny.
The voices swirl round her head telling her what to do.
Follow it
Stay True
Go
Leave
There's no point!!
FOLLOW IT!!!
GIVE UP!!
She takes each word trying to absorb it, trying to understand it.
She closes her eyes, each thing slamming into her, breaking her so she crumples down.
This is her fight, the one in her head where everyone and everything is telling her what to do.
She can't see anymore because there's too much.
Take it
All of it
Don't stop
One more
TAKE IT ALL!!!
Her eyes shoot open the pills laying in her palms shiney and glistening in the shallow moon light
How many were there?
She's tired now
Eyes lulling into the beautiful white light
The rope appears in her hand, ready to speed up the pills
It's snug on her neck, keeping it warm.
The voices:
Stand up
It's just around the corner
Freedom
One more step
Left foot
Right Foot
GO!!
She is standing now, under her favorite place the rope tied to the thick old oak, the other looped around her frail neck.
The voices start screaming
GO!!!
THERE IS NO MORE TIME!!
FREE YOURSELF!!1
FREE YOURSELF!!!
She steps off and fly's through the air. She flies high into the sky, freeing herself from the constant hurt and dissapointment. She has reached her world, the one she belongs in, the one she needs. Nothing more is to be said, nothing more to be done. She bleed out into this world far to many times. She just became another casualty to the silent war that many fight each day.
What's the war?