I’m not as strong as everyone thinks….
I worry. I worry about my friends…constantly. I worry about the people I love. To the point where it starts to effect my health. I hate seeing the people I care about in pain. So much so….it constantly eats at me until I can figure out how to make things better for them.
I have had arguments with people trying to defend what I think is right and just. It makes me look crazy at times…but I really don’t care. I don’t care what people think of me…I only care about my friends feelings. I stand up for them the way I wish people had stood up for me all my life. Instead, I have always been left to defend myself. Which can make a person feel very alone…and I never want anyone I care about to feel that way.
But sometimes, something happens that hits too close to home..and it wrecks me. Eats me up inside, starts to effect my health…and then I just want to run…run far away from everyone and everything. So please know, I have strong shoulders…Please lean on them anytime you need to…but when you see them begin to slump from the sheer weight of all that I am carrying…Please understand.
