Being strong all of the time is not only exhausting, but almost impossible. Still we try. We suck it up and pack the hurt away. What will crying get us after all? Puffy eyes and a runny nose? I see no help there. It just wastes my time and limited reserves. Reserves that while in the wings, are already claimed by others.
Sometimes I fear that if I started crying now, I'd never stop.
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