As I sat in the rain, my bench at the top of my park, two tears, two tears is all I'll let drop. And smile up at the bright sky, and thank the situations that test my rebuilt strength. And refuse to be a fool. And ignore the feelings instead of try understand. Because I would never be able to. And brace myself, and repeat, I am strong.

I am strong, I am loved, I am free.

Yes it's all true. I can't account for anyone's choices but mine are all my own.