Self-harming Paralympic Athletes

[infinite monkey]

monster, I admire you.

A lot of people are intimidated by a strong woman. And it seems a lot of people are fooled when people try to project an unflinching kindness and acceptance of all things bright and beautiful, and all things great and small. This attitude is doled out generously, unless of course you dare to speak your mind. Once the Finger of Mean has been pointed at you, it's pretty hard to shake...no matter what contributions you actually make.

I like people who are upfront. I like to know where I stand. Where I stand here has become very loud and very clear. That's OK. I know who I am. I know what's in my heart, and I see what's in your heart. Along with our penchant for speaking our minds we have both confided to this community our fears and our heartaches (to some extent, for me anyway...there are some things I don't feel safe spewing here.)

I think there might be some envy involved as well: you have a great husband, awesome kids, a full life. You take care of so many people IRL. You swim, you walk, you transport kids to their activities, you talk to your kids, you are involved. You make hilarious loldwellars and make me laugh.

Did you ever know that you're my hero? You, monster, are the wind beneath my wings. Pay no attention to the little dogs in the tall grass who are always jumping up to see what the other dogs are doing.