It reminds me of the lyrics from a song, "Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance, and when you get the choice to sit it out or dance, I hope you dance."

Your story really moved me. For a long time I allowed pain to paralyse me too, I was the man of stone who could only taste the sand and curse the world, and then one day I made the choice to try get up. To move. And I just kept moving from there.

Thank you for writing this.