My whole life I’ve been told how strong I am. When something bad happens I’m reminded how strong I am. When I am devastated, I’m reminded about everything I’ve been through.
And that’s all true. I am strong. I can do anything. But that doesn’t mean I should have to. It doesn’t mean things are easier for me.
More and more lately, I’m tired of being the one that’s strong. I’m tired of being expected to be that way and I’m tired of being reminded of it.
People that are strong usually are that way because they’ve had to learn how to be.
That’s something that people tend to forget.
And the people that are strongest tend to be the ones everyone forgets to ask about. It’s assumed we are ok. Because truthfully, we always will be. Yet it doesn’t mean we always are in that moment. We struggle to. And we often don’t know how to talk about it.
More and more, I’m not accepting the role of being the strong one. I’m speaking up and those who don’t like it, they aren’t for me.
I am strong, so strong. I am also human. So very human.