Weakness. Something every Spoonie goes to battle with. Silently, it attacks. Consuming every inch of your being. Demolishing you; crushing you with horrendous pressure. Because of it you want to burrow as a rabiit does in a deep whole and sleep for a century. Some days, it is utterly unbearable. Despite all of this, you thrive daily. The average person will never endure the depth of your health combat. With grace and elegance you dance through your day. Continuing on is difficult, but you do so courageously. You do not take note of the strength you have. Strength through weakness. Strength through tears. Strength through every season of life. Anchor yourself in this stunning strength. The battle is brutal but you’ve got what it takes. Keep fighting. Crawl forward. It will be okay.