You might know me as someone who never uses her emotions to defeat herself, someone who can endure things easily.
But you wouldn’t know how much it took me to be this calm.
The strength you saw in me was the result of a silent struggle. Behind the smiles, there were moments of weakness and a shed of tears.
I put on a brave face because I didn’t want anyone to worry, but deep down, I was breaking too. I was crying silently, but it echoed loudly in my mind.
Wearing a mask so tight,
Each tear was concealed in the quiet night.
But deep within, I’m weeping,
So loud and multiplying.
I didn’t want my emotions to get the best of me, so I fought them, held them in, and pretended everything was alright.
But behind the facade of toughness lay a shattered person, holding onto hope and trying to pick up the pieces.
I appeared composed while at the same time masking my tears and keeping my emotions tightly locked inside while my heart was slowly crumbling.
“How could you handle anything without breaking?” Did I? But I was barely holding myself together.
And I’m glad that I managed to help myself in that tough phase of my life.
If you’re reading this, take a moment to remind yourself that sometimes it’s okay to handle things silently, but if the weight becomes too heavy, it’s okay to ask for assistance.
And if you feel like you have no one to reach out to, know that I’m here for you.
