Don’t ever think that because I’m emotional, I’m not strong. I’m emotional because I’m strong. I’ve stood against the onslaught. I’ve faced down loss and things that would destroy, that I know has destroyed others. You see me crying and think me weak. You see my tears and think I’m failing. Fools. I cry but I stand. I shed my tears and am unafraid of your judgements. I’m falling apart but those pieces fit together into a stronger whole. I’m afraid but I act anyway. I’m tired but I wake. Stand against me and fall. Stand with me and we will both rise.
