Brave feels like nervous, new, uncertain.
Brave to advocate for myself against systems
government, healthcare, inaccessible spaces.
Bravely bracing myself to communicate with people
who don’t know how to hear me.
Brave to put myself in situations I know won’t be accessible
because I want to participate.
Why do I have to be brave?
It’s scary and silent, my bravery unseen,
but when I am brave I feel like a giant.
I navigate the scary sidewalk
the scary interactions
and when I am brave instead of hiding
I feel proud powerful satisfaction.
“Do you see what I just did!?”
Bravery helps me
and it helps the world.