The bravest people I know are children surviving the behavior of selfish adults.

The bravest people I know are children who try to offer forgiveness in scenarios where “adults” like me simply cannot.

The bravest people I know are children who admit they are afraid and ask for help.

The bravest people I know are children who run out of cards before they run out of things for which they’re thankful, even when their life is not what they expected or what they deserve.

Brave Girl Wannabe Thursday Truth: I got really, really, really angry today and I was a complete bitch. And I don’t even regret it.