It wasn’t planted in a bed of full soil among other lucky seeds. It wasn’t given what others were blessed with. It was born an underdog.
I was not built to live in a fully healthy body like so many others around me. I was handed cards that others have been blessed not to have received. I was born an underdog.
It grows within muddied waters and it has to push its way out to get some light in its life.
I continue to grow despite each new obstacle that life throws my way. I push my body to whatever helps it feel healthier.
It reaches the light, blossoms and thrives despite its unfavorable beginnings. It is a Cinderella story.
I push myself further and harder each day so that I, too, can blossom. So that I may reach my sun and come out on top, despite the unfavorable circumstances I’ve been given. Despite the never ending headaches and the on-going speed bumps in my journey to find treatments that help. Despite the wear and tear that my heart, mind and body have undergrone throughout it all.
I will become the Cinderella story.