Today, it was rough. A bit of a dent in the brave department. I let negativity of others dim the light quite a bit. So tomorrow's battle will be a bit harder to fight. It's always a tough one when your emotions win. Bad luck, I can deal with that. But when it's a shot to the heart, that's a bigger battle. I can't imagine not being there for my friends and family when they need me. It's what you do when someone is hurting. Even if you're tired, or busy, or just plain don't feel like it. That's what the human connection thrives on. And I tried to reach out to "friends". And failed. Miserably. Maybe I'm not built for such things. God only knows. But when your heart falls to the floor, what do you do? You look for comfort and support. And when access to that is denied, you slip deeper into the sadness.
I don't anticipate this will last long, but I do know that some days, the tears flow. And I get tired of doing it alone. So tomorrow I will adjust the dent in my armor, and go at it again.
Because I don't quit.
Because I am strong.
Because I am brave.
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