I now want to stop being strong. Seriously. I needed to prove something with H, so I kept up this act, until it literally became who I am. I am strong now. I can hold things in. I can make things better in my head. But I have this feeling that I can unravel with anyone else, except him. That I should. Outlet, maybe. I write better than this. Deeper than this. I have to stop coming across as a shallow girl, who's in denial and trying to avoid topics that hurt her or break her. Because in reality, that isn't strength at all, is it? Strength is talking about everything, and still holding up. Strength is made, not born.
New post soon. With old fashioned depth.
2 comments:
Looking forward to that.
Atta girl :)
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