What does it mean to be ‘strong’? In the emotional sense. To not cry? To have the typical ‘tough’ persona down-pat? To not feel? Or to pretend that you don’t? These are what I associated with the word until only a few days ago. It’s a question I’ve been asking myself a lot lately. At a time in my life when there have been a lot of changes, some of which create extreme emotions both up and downs, and wondering why I’m not strong enough. Someone might stick up their hand right now and say, ‘Hey! You’re strong! Of course you are!’ But why? What makes me strong? Why don’t I think I am? What is strength? After much reflection, I’ve decided that this type of strength I’m missing is the strength to do what is right/best for me. I struggle to practice what I preach, and if a friend was having difficulty with someone else, at the drop of a hat I would tell them, ‘They are not worthy of you. You deserve to be treated so much better.’ But when I’m the one who is being hurt
