I’m not a weak person. At the age of 4, I was diagnosed with genetic asthma and suffered from bouts of pain now and then, which affected my studies. In the worst days, I had to rely on oxygen tanks to breathe and take asthma medications several times a day. However, what doesn’t kill me makes me stronger. If these struggling years have taught me anything it is this: that showing weakness was a death sentence. In the fight against chronic pain, I’ve managed to live a well-balanced life, having the inner strength to remain unaffected despite external pressures and take good care of myself by leading a healthy lifestyle. Thanks to years of rigorous exercise and a healthy diet, I’m now strong and healthy enough to cope with studies and work pressure.
