I think valuing "strength" as a character attribute is misleading. To be clear,  I'm obviously not talking about how much you can lift- I'm talking about how much life you carry.

This year has by far been one for the books- a character story arc of epic proportions which rippled throughout my family, affected my friends, and nearly killed me... Yet? It seems I'm still here.

Last year at this time - my brain brain was not even 30 days away from "official fracture". PTSD-Complex compromised my marriage, left my kids in a state of fear nearly constantly and even managed to cause me to have to walk away from my last friend I had left.