Constructing Courage

From a young age, these words meant nothing to her, but she knew that they were trying to attack her in some way. She couldn't just piece them together quite yet. As her mind matured and she became more understanding on the harsh society, the stones finally hit her. They brought her down. She was aside of herself. She couldn't pick herself back up. She was weak. She didn't understand what the world was doing to her. She never understood people when they said that time would heal. She didn't understand why. She didn't understand her purpose. Then, one day as more and more stones began to pile up in front of her, she gained some courage. Putting the past and every phrase she had ever heard behind her back, she grabbed each stone one by one and built her own shield. She felt so strong. She felt so empowered. She felt so independent. After constructing her shield, she used the leftover stones to build a monument. That monument meant the world to her. It was who she was. That monument was her heart. And it all made sense.