Confession about me Silent Strength

I am strong, but please never confuse this strength with invulnerability.
I do hurt.
I do cry.
I do love.
I do feel.
I do get crushed.
I do regret.
But please never think that while I may never show these things in front of you, that I don’t feel them.

Because I do.
More than you could ever imagine.
I’m a hyper sensitive person, forced into a role of strength.

It is just a rare occasion when my reserve breaks and I show it in front of people.
And when this happens, I reach a state of such openness and vulnerability that I fear.

Because I can withstand a thousand blows, but just one word can cut me down. And at that moment, I fear what could be said to me.

I’m very sorry if anyone who see this thinks of me as cold, or heartless, or unfeeling.
It's just in my life, I have had people who rely on me to be the strong one who keeps a level head and calm emotions.
And so when I break in front of someone, I apologize profusely.
Because what if they were someone that needed me to be strong too.
And I just didn’t know.
And I’m letting them down.

Because we all need someone to turn to.
Who is always strong.
And you can depend on in any situation.
To fix anything.

So I will be that for them.
Because I know how hard it is to find someone in your life to protect you.

Since I already have others who rely on me to be the strong one who keeps a level head and calm emotions.
And most times, I play this part a little too well.

Thank you for reading.