Daily Writing Prompt: What’s your favorite thing about yourself?

Well now… there’s a question to make you squirm before breakfast.
I sat with it for a minute. Tried to come up with something charming or impressive. Thought about saying my long, sarcastic inner monologue or my ability to spot a liar at fifty paces. But the truth is, I think it might be my resilience.
Now, don’t get me wrong, resilience isn’t always glamorous. It rarely arrives in a superhero cape. Most days it turns up looking like bed hair, questionable snack choices, and a badly worded pep talk in the mirror. But it’s there.
It’s the part of me that’s weathered heartbreak, loss, bad decisions, cosmic slap-downs, and the occasional passive-aggressive Facebook comment – and somehow still finds a way to laugh at ridiculous things, get up when it’s easier to stay down, and believe in the goodness of people (even though I know better).
Resilience isn’t about bouncing back to who you were before. That version of me is long gone. It’s about crawling, limping, or laughing your way forward, dragging your scars and your weird sense of humor. And if you can crack a joke or dance badly in your kitchen while you do it, even better.
So yeah. Resilience. She’s a scruffy old friend of mine. And I’m glad she stuck around.

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