I got my master's degree. I didn't think I could. I almost quit in the end, but I did it! Was it worth it? Yes. I would have done some things differently, but it was so worth it.
When my FND was at its worst, I fought back. I taught myself how to read again. I taught myself how to walk again. I did it with minimal medical guidance. I did that. Me!
I crawled out of poverty to a point where I could live comfortably. And although at this point that isn't the case, I have done it before and I can do it again.
I have done so many hard things in my life and I've come out victorious. I can do hard things!
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