She Will Always Be My Superhero

Let me tell you a story about overcoming adversity. Not everyone knows how to get up when you have reached the bottom, or how to move forward when you only see a desert in front of you. The young woman I will talk about is my superhero.

She has a very unique smile that reflects her past. Despite her young age, she knows what it means to feel a deep sadness and hopelessness. Fortunately, she can talk about it today and explain why she decided to remove those negative emotions from her life.

There are only a few who have been lucky enough to really know her and who have been able to understand that she hides a lot when she is silent, and understand that her laughter is really authentic. Not everyone understands her way of expressing what she wants and what she loves, because only the people who have seen the world through her eyes know what is hidden in her mind.

There is still a long way to go. Sometimes she feels that she is slowly exploding and that she is afraid that the debris will spread to the people around her. In such situations, her mantle becomes a shield. She gets scared just like everyone else, but that’s what makes her brave.

She is a superhero because she uses her experience to help others, because she has learned to express them with words and feelings. It was her own personal choice to learn and teach.

There are superheroes who fight, but in this story the hero fights only to keep moving forward. She learns to use her external circumstances to become stronger inside. Her strength prevents her from perishing due to the prejudices that threaten to chain her and take away her freedom.

My superhero always keeps moving forward, because even when she encounters a dead end, it does not mean the end. There is always a reason to get up again and move on. She is a superhero because she has courage, strength and fighting spirit. She can handle everything. I am sure of that.

I admire her because she knows how to handle others without harming them. She knows how to break down that wall that separates her from the rest of the world.

I admire her for continuing to rise every day with a smile full of stories and strength. I admire her for taking care of others in the same way she takes care of herself. There is no line that separates the people she loves from others.

A superhero knows when to ask for help. Sometimes you will not find the way out yourself, but with a little help and skill you will find the answers to the problems. You have probably already learned how to do this.

My superhero has a small but powerful army by his side. When she loses her strength, there will always be someone by her side to help her. Just as runners need others to get water during the race, her entire army will be there immediately to give her strength until she regains her strength.

The end has not yet been written – we write it ourselves. We cease to live when we lose the will to fight; then the temptation to throw in the towel is greater than the energy we have been holding on to for so long. My superhero forgot that she had a cloak and had to sew a new one herself. It was not easy, but now she shows it to the whole world with pride.

There are few actions that create as much pride as when you reach a goal against all odds. There are few fires that have enough strength to give you courage.

To my superhero: you have an army that protects you and rejoices in every step you take. Thank you for opening up your world and giving everything you have, for that mantle you made shines with colors that are more beautiful than a rainbow.