I ask "who am I?"
Am I the cancer that invaded my tissues or organs? Am I the lost amongst the statistics? Am I the forgotten in the sea of sponsoring corporations? Am I the one that forfeited their claim to a healthy life? Am I the astray because I have fallen? Am I the dismembered or disfigured? Am I the broken dreams? Am I the shortened sight? Am I the pain? The torture? The sorrow? The loneliness?
I am the one that cries because of my strength. I am the one that faced death and did not give in. I am the confident because I must be. I am the defier, I am the stubborn. I am the unstoppable, even if death wins. I am the courageous because I will not yield. I am the caring because I have lost. I am the victor because I am powerful.
I will be weak, I will be strong. I will bend, but I will not break. I will risk, for that is how reward is found. I will be vulnerable, I will be benevolent. I will stumble, but I will rise.
Who am I? I am what and who I let myself be. I am me. And, I am unstoppable.