I know you do not feel like it.

Being brave is not just a state of mind or feeling.

It is weathering the worst and continuing to survive.

Those tears and pale complexion never took away from it all.

Even when you were so used to it that you showed no signs of struggle.

You still overcame it all.

I know how the struggling can feel as normal as air.

You may not even acknowledge the pain all the time anymore.

It makes the situation feel small.

Shrunk in on itself like a wilted flower.

Yet, still you are brave.

You hold persistence that others do not.

At least let yourself feel that victory.

Turn the worst problem into a shout of glee.

Fire that can help push you on until the end.