Growing

I listened.
I processed.
I listened again.

I shook myself mentally.

“This can’t be happening. I refuse to allow this to affect me. No, I will not be upset. Yes, I must remain strong.”

Even as I chanted those words repeatedly to myself, a tiny tear rolled down my cheek. Surprised and annoyed, I furiously wiped it off before anyone noticed.

“Pull yourself together. You’ve been through worse than this and came out stronger. This is just another one of those growing-stronger opportunities.”

I will fight this till the end. Sure it may bruise me. Sure it may even scar me. Heck, it may even kill me. But damn, I’m fighting this till the end.

Just watch me do it.

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