It's hard sometimes to bite my tongue when I hear this, but I try to remember they don't know what it feels like to be me. They don't know the ups and downs I live with. Each day I try to face my life with a smile and with a good attitude. It makes living with an un-cooperative body tolerable.
I still don't know how to handle this when I hear it. Those who know me, know what I've been through and the road I've been down. Just because I don't wear my scars for the world to see any more, doesn't mean I still don't hurt every day. I've just chosen to smile through the pain, instead of through the tears.
Take good care of you okay?