You can’t be strong all the time.
And you don’t have to.

Some days,
You’ll feel like you’re holding up the whole world.
But inside,
Your hands are shaking.

Some nights,
You’ll smile in front of everyone,
Then cry quietly
When the room finally goes dark.

It’s okay.
You’re not weak.
You’re just human.

Strength isn’t always loud.
Sometimes,
It’s sitting alone with your pain
And letting the tears fall
Without rushing to wipe them away.

Sometimes,
It’s closing the door,
And letting the world wait
While you breathe.

You don’t owe anyone constant strength.
You don’t have to explain your silence.
You don’t need to act okay
When you’re not.

Even the strongest trees
Drop their leaves
To survive the storm.

Take your moment.
Break down if you must.
Cry if you need.

Healing doesn’t always look strong.
But it always leads
To strength.