Resilience as Defiance
Resilience is defiance.
It’s staring at the weight of the world and saying, you will not crush me.
It’s getting up when I’ve already been knocked down a hundred times.
It’s refusing to quit even when every voice says I should.
Resilience is spitting in the face of defeat.
It’s dragging myself forward bloody, tired, broken—and still moving.
Every scar is proof I didn’t give in.
Every step is a middle finger to failure.
I may bend, I may crawl, I may stagger—but I refuse to break.
Resilience is my rebellion against the life that wants to keep me small.
“You may have to fight a battle more than once to win it.” – Margaret Thatcher