Even the strong need help sometimes
Being strong and having the courage to ask for help when you need it.
A lot of the time, you don’t see what everyone else sees in your strength. You don’t see what being this strong really looks like. You see this quality as your weakness. And you find that this quality is burdensome, heavy, and tiring
Being strong may not always be easy, but it’s worth it. I hope on the days where you want to walk away and give up; you find your strength. And on the days where you feel being strong is a little too much you remind yourself how far you’ve come, and how much further you’re willing and able to go.
But being strong is default to you. It’s second nature. You don’t know how to not be strong, even if you tried. Most of all you can’t stop fighting. You can’t stop searching, hoping, wandering.
Everybody respects you for your strength. They look up to you for how strong you’ve always been. You’re the one who always holds it together, keeps going, and perseveres, despite it all.
There’s nothing in the world that could break you. You wouldn’t let it. You’ve never let it. There’s nothing you let hold you back. Your setbacks turn into comebacks; when you come back, your strength is even stronger than before.
Even when it rains, you want to dance in the storm. Even when the wind won’t stop blowing, you want to get blown away in it. When the waves won’t stop crashing, you want to walk to the shore of the ocean and feel it’s presence. You want to stand amidst the chaos and feel the beauty beneath it. Your strength makes you unafraid, it makes you human, and a good one at that.
I want you to know that being strong is beautiful and looks good on you. I hope you decide to wear it more often.
So, I hope you continue fighting and moving towards the unknown. I hope you start to understand that your ability to be strong and keep going is a gift. One that not everyone was given, and that many wish they had.
I never really had the courage to share my thoughts aloud. I didn’t like people to know about my problems because I didn’t want to appear weak and afraid. I would bottle everything up until I broke down. For years, I carried around so much baggage, just because I didn’t allow others to know I was struggling. I was too afraid to ask for help.
But I lost someone very important in my life and that experience changed everything.
I could no longer function normally. I woke up each morning unsure of where I was headed or if I had anything left to look forward to. My childhood dreams became meaningless. I was lost and confused. I shut down and pushed everyone away.
It took me years to understand that vulnerability is not a weakness. After all, admitting that you’re in pain is necessary for healing. Revealing yourself is scary and, most of the time, it’s painful, too. But each step we take towards improving ourselves is always worth the difficulty.
We’ll never find the answers we’re looking for if we are afraid to ask. Life can be ironic; we break down before break through. When we face problems, we learn who we can really count on. We experience bad days so we don’t take the good ones for granted. We can never understand life’s abundant lessons if we close our eyes to the possibility of suffering and pain.