A text on love, women, reconstruction, obstacles, doubts, forgiveness, and hope. A text that looks like us, whoever we are.
“ The strength is to believe in love when you have only known sorrow.
There she is, drying your own tears so that no one will know you have cried.
The strength is to overcome your own demons or vices.
And looking at someone who has completely broken you down and forgiving them.
The strength is helping others even when you need it.
Strength is when everyone doubts you, but you believe in yourself more than ever.
But the truth is, I am strong, but I am tired.
I’m tired of being hurt every time I have hope.
I’m tired of being let down.
And always blame me.
I’m tired of people telling me I need to change. And each time I lose myself in an attempt to make them happy.
I’m tired of constantly being challenged and always being the strongest person.
I’m tired of thinking too much about people who care too little.
I’m tired of thinking too much.
I’m tired of spending 15 minutes texting only to get the answer: “OK”
I’m tired of trying so hard to please others when I don’t ask for much in return.
I’m tired of staying up at night because the thoughts are consuming me and I can’t sleep.
I’m tired of carrying the weight on my shoulders of my haunting past.
I’m tired of being strong for everyone.
I’m tired of always finding solutions when it’s not even my problem
I am tired of explanations that came too late.
And the people who walk away for no reason when I’m the one holding the door saying, “I’m going to miss you. “
The truth is, knowing pain on levels others will never know it.
But on the other end of these intense emotions is knowing a love so deep, it fills you despite their absence.
Despite a sadness that you cannot make go away, most of the time you will experience the happiness that is worth it.
Despite the pain of the farewells, you will be looking forward to new beginnings. Because you know it’s worth it.
And the truth is, if you ask all the people who are like this, they would choose not to change anything about themselves, even if they are tired.
There is something rare in such a strong person.
They are the healers of the world.
They are the light to others in the dark.
She is hope when everyone has lost her.