Three simple words.
And yet, the effort to admit that they are true… Not so simple.
It’s not okay.
We’re afraid to say it. Afraid that saying it will give it that air of finality that we’re terrified of. Afraid that saying it will make us weak. Afraid that saying it, will make it real.
We build walls around us. Try to hide our true feelings. Try to hide our pain. Try to hide our troubles. And somewhere along the way… We end up hiding us from our own selves.
We put up a brave front. Tell anyone who messes with us, anyone who hurts us, to fuck themselves. Tell ourselves that we’re okay on our own.
We keep the truth deep down inside us. Because we don’t want to be a coward by saying that it hurts.
But you know what?
It takes a real hardcore to let it all out. To lay their pain, naked, for all the world to see. To admit that they’re not okay.
That it’s not okay.
And when they’ve done that, they’re already on the path of healing.
Because when they admit that, they are no longer cowards. They may not be okay.
But they sure as hell are freakin’ awesome!