It’s probably a word that many people who know me would use to describe my personality...Strong.
That word bothers me.
Strong.
Maybe because my strength has been a facade created over many years of protecting myself from dangers, real and perceived. An armor that I crafted that has been worn for so long, it can no longer be removed.
How do you tell people that you’re not strong? That you’re vulnerable and soft. That you feel everything to your core. That sometimes you need to be saved.
How do you remove your armor when it’s the only protection your heart has?
