Bravery is a virtue.
It isn’t always easy to be brave. These last couple of weeks I have been dizzy. Does that surprise anyone? I would think not, but it has been different. A little more intense. A little more brutal.
I have been asking more of myself over the last few weeks. Asking myself to be brave. To push through this flow, be patient, the ebb will come. Making myself promises. Being afraid to sleep, being afraid to be awake. Pinky swearing myself tomorrow will be better.
Being brave is about facing your monster. It’s about the push. Sometimes it’s waiting. It isn’t always easy.
Here is to being brave. I hope my fellow Meniere’s warriors are being brave today. Always pushing.