Being Human

I used to have a very good friend who believed, strong women had no choice but to be strong. In other words, their life circumstances confronted them with the ugly truth of living and thought them to be strong, needless to say, it is a matter of choice, they chose to be strong.
We choose to be strong, independent, untouchable and self-sufficient. Did I say it is not easy? Let me be honest, it is damn though! Many days, I just wish that I could let go of the tears, of the load, of the heart and of the guards that I have surrounded myself with; but each time I give in, the ugly truth turns up, I just don’t know why he is always on time, I can’t stop the fight to take a breathe cause he will just come up and hit me at the back harder than ever.
Did I say how much I miss being a fragile, dependant, none-resilient, needful doll? It has become a wish, to never come true! It has become a desire to never be fulfilled! It has become the longings, not to happen.
Next time, when coming across a strong woman, if you found her capable of overcoming her emotions, if you found her in control of her destiny, if you found her insensitive to hardship, remember that this is a projected image that has nothing to do with reality. Do not walk over her cause she can anyway take it; remember she is a human being and made of same flesh and blood as yours; she can sense, feel, and has emotions even though she successfully hides them all.