Strength comes in all different forms, some people wear their strength like a badge of honour shouting to the world “YOU CAN’T BREAK ME” while others simply exist in such harmony with their strength when asked they likely wouldn’t know to what you are referring. Over the years I have watched you be attacked, have watched you struggle to love others and to love yourself, to give love and certainly to accept love. I have watched as you have endured hateful behaviour from others foreign and known, watched you struggle with the reality of losing someone you loved but never knew how to show up in that love. I have at times felt pity for you, not realizing that you weren’t a victim in the situation like I thought, but someone choosing to stay and work through the bullshit in hopes of creating something far stronger in the end.
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