Strength comes in many ways. I always thought being hard and strong was the best way to show my strength and protect myself. What I have now learned is that appearing to be the strong one leads to others being unaware or unconcerned about my feelings.
I have a heart and feelings that are just as important and just as sensitive as others. I may not break down and cry, I may not beg to get my way, but I will feel it.
I try, really try not to react off of emotion; but my version of strength often creates a build up inside of me that explodes once I can't take anymore.
My new approach? Sharing how I feel earlier. I am positive that most that know me understand that no one likes it when I have time to stew. I don't like it either.
My best friend has shown me what good communication brings. That level of comfort is something I desire in all aspects of my life.
Strength doesn't mean taking everything on alone. Sometimes it takes more strength to ask for help......
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