I’m Just Like Rubber, I Always Bounce Back
There is something quietly radical about refusing to stay broken. Not in the loud, motivational-poster sense, not in the shallow optimism that pretends pain doesn’t exist, but in the stubborn, almost absurd insistence on continuing anyway. I’ve realized that if there is one consistent trait that defines me, it’s this: I bend, I stretch, I get knocked down, flattened, twisted into shapes I never asked to take, and yet I come back. Over and over again. I don’t shatter. I don’t […]


