I did not expect life to reward me. I did not expect the world to respect my boundaries and limitations. I did not believe fairness was out there in the world and that i was entitled to it. I expected a shared commitment: a collective decision that fairness matters because we decide it matters, because we make it matter, because human beings cannot live together without it. I expected the promise to carry weight.

Yes, I am fragile. I have been forced to survive things that should have broke me, but didn't. It would be concerning if I were not worse for wear after surviving what I have. My fragility is not a result of weakness, but rather evidence of my resolve to survive that which I had no right surviving.