I M outliving the thing that swore it would be the end of me.

Wisdom

The wound spoke with such authority. It said this is where your story stops. And here you are, still writing. Refuse to let the hard thing have the last word. The mere fact that you are still standing is a rebuttal it can never answer.

Carry It

Do one ordinary thing today, live one good hour, as living proof that the thing which promised to end you did not.

Ask Yourself

What once swore it would finish you that you have quietly, stubbornly outlived?