What does it mean to be strong?
How strong is strong enough?
Are you ever aloud to be weak?
Vulnerable?
Should you always have a wall up?
Where does strength even come from?
I feel like I might have a wall up for the rest of my life.
Ill be honest, I fully blame Eric for that. He helped cement that wall in to place.
That man ruined me.
Ripped my heart out, stomped on it and ate it raw in front of me.
I wasn't strong enough to stop him.
I was never strong enough when it came to Eric.
Even now I would crumble into dust and tears if I saw him.
I wish I was Medusa, that way he would turn to stone and dust himself if I were ever to look in his eyes again.
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