In the book of Lady Gaga, there is but one hero to turn your tale and that is you. You are the ballet dancer, the singer of your song, the maestro of your symphony. When it’s time to take to the stage, there are no strings and you must move your feet to the tune of your own track.
What would Mother Monster do?
She would breathe deep in the face of adversity, lift her arms to the sky and shout, “I am my own mountaintop.”
And she would climb…and climb…and climb until there was only the sky left. And then, while peering over the other side of the precipice into the rocky abyss, she would count each stone and devise a way to break them; and, break them she would…every last one, ground into dust beneath her leather heels.
She is a giant, and you can be, too.