I wasn’t sure I could

An exercise from my narrative medicine workshop:

“I wasn’t sure I could”

I wasn’t sure I could survive, the pain, the stress, the loneliness.

I wasn’t sure I could recover after my neck broke, my back broke, my spirit broke.

I wasn’t sure I could ever be the same person who I was before.

But then I realized that I wasn’t sure I could be the person who I was before.

Something had changed me, had changed within me, and I was no longer stuck in the dark.

I developed purpose. I created goals. I saw a future.

I wasn’t sure I could get there, but that was OK. I didn’t need to be sure, I just needed to try.

In the trying, I can.  

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