I am a warrior
Strong, brave and proud.
I bare the scars of my battles with pride and in them I see my history, my foundation and my reason for fighting.
While some may look at my scars with disgust I see only the beauty, I am art, my body is strong and my scars are proof of my ability to stand strong in the most dire of circumstances.
Look away if you must, not everyone has the heart to go into battle when they are at their lowest, when it looks like there is no way to win.
I can be broken and rebuilt into more. More strength, more beauty more confidence in my abilities.
There are days I am nearly broken but I have the heart of a warrior and a warrior does not give up.
I drag myself away from my creature comforts. Don my armor and ready my weapons. 1, 2, 3 deep breaths and I am ready to fight another day.
I am a hero. I am the hero of me.
When all seemed hopeless and the world against me I picked up my sword, slayed my demons and lived to fight another day.
There is nothing that can stop me and nothing that will cause me to give up. I am fierce. I am my own hero so don’t get in my way or try to stop me. I am a force of nature. I cannot be contained or controlled.
I am a warrior.