I am strong and capable.
I wonder if I will ever recover.
I hear people laugh at me.
I see myself suffer.
I want to recover.
I am strong and capable.
I pretend that everything is okay.
I feel like it might be someday.
I touch my arm.
I worry that it will never heal.
I cry when things happen.
I am strong an capable.
I understand that there is hope .
I say I'll be fine.
I dream that one day it will.
I try to remember this.
I hope there will be recovery.
I am strong and capable.
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