I think this fight, as you call it, is a rough one for most of us. A decisive step in my own recovery came when I decided to try to concentrate on my feelings rather than my fears about those feelings. Pretty quickly I began to see that with all those bad ideas I had about myself, once I began to look at them seriously it became easier to see how false they were. I felt ashamed, for example, but I discovered I wasn't a shameful person - not as a boy and not as a man either. I had felt guilty, but I discovered that I had done nothing wrong - it really wasn't my fault.
Just some thoughts.
Nobody living can ever stop me
As I go walking my freedom highway.
Nobody living can make me turn back:
This land was made for you and me. (Woody Guthrie)