iamstrong

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Okay so there are all these fun and cool networks, but I thought there has to be a network for the people that are strong.
People that had a hard time but now are fighting to get better.

So I decided to make this network, the I am strong network.

- Network page is in construction


To get in the network you must :

  • follow me
  • be nice and lovely
  • reblog this ( likes only count as bookmarking )

For a higher change :

  • tag a post with #iamstrong and tell me,why you want to be in this network.
  • or message me why you should be in this network

Benefits of being in this network :

  • you get support in your journey to happiness
  • new friends
  • html help
  • gaining followers
  • voting help
  • and ofcourse new friends

I will choose when I am happy with the notes, and then I will decide how many people will be in the network

AMOUNT OF FOLLOWERS DOES NOT MATTER

I WILL BE CHOOSING WHEN I AM  HAPPY WITH THE NOTES

GET REBLOGGING

xx

I AM STRONG

I can barely lift my arms,
Or even touch my nose.
I can barely feed myself,
Or even lift a rose.
Though I may be weak,
I. Am. Strong.

I was born into a world,
A world not made for people like me.
I was born into a world,
Where freedom isn’t free.
Though I may be weak,
I. Am. Strong.

I sit in this chair,
Like you stand on your feet.
I sit in this chair,
With pride in my feet.
Though I may be weak,
I. Am. Strong.

I lived in a hospital,
For 6 long years.
I lived in a hospital,
With so many fears.
Though I may be weak,
I. Am. Strong.

I fought for my freedom,
I fought for my rights.
I fought for my independence,
With all of my might.
Though I may look weak,
I. Am. Strong.

I. Am. Strong.
I am not weak,
I am not sick.
I am not broken,
I do not need to be fixed.

I am just different,
But a human, like you.
You will not exploit me.
You will not pray for me to be normal.
You will not treat me like a baby.
But you will respect me.

I am a man.
I am disabled.
I am crippled.
I am a gimp.
I am Jensen.

But most importantly,
I. Am. Strong.

To all my haters out there:

For almost half of my life, you’ve called me names: fat, ugly, bitch, stupid,weak. You’ve called me a man because I like having muscles. You’ve called a freak because I don’t like the stuff you do, cause I don’t like to get drunk or smoke weed, because I like to succeed in school, because I like to be the best I can be.


Well guess what! 

For the first time in my life, I’ve realized something. 

I AM BEAUTIFUL. 

Inside and outside.

So SCREW you! 

No more believing your dumb little lies. No more being bullied by you and your groupies. No more being pushed around!

You can all kiss my butt! 

I’m done with all of the people who drag me down! 

:)

 

Personal stuff

I am flawed, I am broken, and I am imperfect.

That does not make me less of a human, it does not make me weak, and it does not make me worthless.

As I break, so too do I remain strong. As I am flawed, so too am I pristine. As I am imperfect, so too am I the perfect person not only for someone else but also for myself.

I used to hate myself when I was depressed, now I remind myself that I have overcome struggles that many have not. I am proud of who I have become and I work every day to remind myself of that.

I am determined, sexual, strong, intelligent, arrogant, happy, cynical, and I am myself. I wouldn’t want it any other way :)

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