I liked this idea that courage doesn’t always roar; that sometimes it is the quiet persistence of just getting through a difficult day.
I have accepted that my journey is not linear, it is not an escalator ride up. I have good days, bad days and ugly days. The good days are increasing in numbers, but I have to have self compassion for the bad days, I do still endure.
Some people ‘roar’ their courage and they need that persona of a strong roaring fighter survivor. But, for many of us- we have a quieter, less obvious courage, that is no less courageous at all.
It takes courage and strength to admit having good, bad and ugly days. And that strength, transparency and honesty – I really value. I’ve seen too many masks in my life.
I appreciate the vulnerability is takes to be honest about how the journey often can be, and for many of us – that does not include ‘roaring’ every day.
Yesterday, I had a day where I literally did…
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