I have to grin and bear it.

Strength is as varied as one’s personality. Some are stoic, while dying inside. Some are outwardly expressing devastation, while internally feeling nothing. And then there the others like me. I have made peace with my pain instead of shoving it down deep inside of myself as I did as a child. Pain visits me quite often and I give it a nod and deal with it. Pain and I go way back. I don’t know why, but I’m strong beyond measure. I can always handle just about anything and I do so while feeling every milligram of pain trying to ruin me.