Strong? I am not...

Recently I read a book titled Reflection of a Man by Amari Soul and I came across this part that touches me.

"A strong woman knows that being strong is not an option for her, it's a necessity"

So, everyday she wakes up and meets the world and all of its challenges head on.

But sometimes, at the end of the day, when all is said and done and she finally closes the door, she cries.

Not because she's weak, but because it's hard being strong, day after day, knowing that if you don't do it, no one will.

The soft cries that most will never hear slowly disappear as the new day comes and you rise once again to be the strong, confident woman you are.

                                                                                                                 

To be strong, is tired.
To be strong, is not easy.

You are strong.
What a strong woman you are.

Ya, I seem to be strong.
I looked strong physically.

To be truth, I am not.
I can breakdown anytime of the day.

The tiredness is not as if you have run a full marathon or you have not been having sleeps for 3 days.
The tiredness cannot be describe; some days you may feel so light; some days the tiredness may kill you mentally.

I always afraid that one day, I may give up to fight for my life.
That is why I decided to train my mentality to always stay strong; strong enough to fight for my life.