I recently saw a greeting card that read, “You never know how strong you are until being strong is your only choice.”
No truer words.
While I am grateful for my strength, there are moments when I would like another choice. Maybe it is a mind game. Perhaps I would default to fortitude each time, but multiple choices would be interesting.
Your choices are:
D) Binkie and blanket
OK, maybe not “D.”
The idealist in me chooses strong. The hopeful optimist wants strong. The SPMS needs strong. The woman is strong. Why, then, the desire for an alternative?
I am drunk with fatigue. I am operating on my less-than-par nightly slumber of three hours. I am maintaining normalcy despite high levels of pain. Even in my faux inebriated state, I know that I have to stay strong to survive MS.
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