2017 Started with me having my last bottle of alcohol.
I got the worst pain ever and I found myself immune to all pain killers. I consumed tons and tons and tons. I felt like dying back then. I learned I got a tumor on me. I thought I was dying but I overcome my fear. The pain feels like a threat. But I fought it. I didn’t allow my pain interfere with my work. I worked hard despite the pain. I didn’t complain. I didn’t give up. I shed tears. I cried silently until I can no longer hold the pain and I think at some point I wan’t to give up. But I didn’t.
Last 2017 is the time that I truly understand my pain.
This post is better late than not having to say goodbye to 2017.