The bravest thing I ever did also showed me how ugly it is sometimes to break open and see your weakest moments spill out on full display, before you are ready to face them. The bravest thing I ever did was face them anyway, drown there, come back up for air, and keep living, despite how the healing almost killed me. The bravest thing I ever did was staying and fighting for myself, even when no one else did. The bravest thing I have ever done is realizing I’m worth it. I’m worth it. I remind myself every day that I am brave, alive, and worthy of every breath I take.