You've held it together for so long, everyone turns to you.
You're the problem solver, the encourager,
the dependable one, but lately you're tired,
bone deep tired, and part of you wonder
if anyone even notices how much you're carrying.
Here's the truth, strong doesn't mean invincible.
You're allowed to need help.
You're allowed to fall apart.
You're allowed to say, I can't today.
Strength isn't about never breaking down,
it's about knowing when to rest, when to reach out,
and when to stop pretending you're fine.
You've been showing up for everyone else,
but who's showing up for you?
Being the strong one can be lonely,
but you don't have to stay on that island.
Let someone in, let someone support you for once,
and if no one's offered, ask.
That doesn't make you weak, that makes you wise.
You're not failing if you rest,
you're not selfish if you step back,
you're not less worthy if you say no.
You don't earn love by being the one
who never needs anything, you're allowed to just be,
to just breathe, to just exist.
You are strong, yes, but you're also human,
and that humanity, it's holy, it's beautiful,
and it's worth protecting.