I think you're brave...

I think it’s brave that you wake up every morning to face the uncertainty of your illness.

I think it’s brave that you find reasons to smile amidst the pain.

I think it’s brave that you continue to be yourself in a world that offers you little grace.

I think it’s brave that you search for light in the chaos and cruelty of the darkness.

I think it’s brave that you fight for your health in a system that is rarely catered to meet your needs.

I think it’s brave that you decide to move forward even when the anguish of the past tries to drag you down.

I think it’s brave that you still seek connection on an often lonely journey.

I think it’s brave that you ask for and accept help when it’s difficult to trust anyone.

I think it’s brave that you remember your worth when others may not.

I think it’s brave that you tirelessly piece your broken heart back together.