March 21, 2007

Every time you get up and get back in the race
One more small piece of you starts to fall into place

Just when you think you've met the bravest person in the world that you wish you had the courage to be, someone else comes along and shows you that there is a whole new level of strength that you didn't even know a person could have.

I opened my email this morning and there sat a request for help. A girl I've known since high school has decided to write a book - her life story. She has suffered with a "problem" that science has labeled an impulse-disorder ever since I've known her. She's tried medication and therapy, but science doesn't have an answer to help her.

She wants our perspective - the friends, the family, the ex-boyfriends, the co-workers - to tell the world what it is like to have this disorder. She said:

"I've always felt I was given this disorder to make a difference and I think by telling my story, I can educate the world on this secret disorder. Even if I never conquer this disorder, I hope others can learn by communicating my experiences."

I still don't know what to say. Me ... I, the princess of prattle, am speechless. I am humbled to have this friend in my life and just so proud of her ... so proud

Posted by Princess Cat at March 21, 2007 05:22 PM @ 05:22 PM in Way Down Inside // Permalink | TrackBack

Indeed. And so proud of yourself, I hope.

Posted by: Pixie at March 21, 2007 11:25 PM