I May Look Strong , But Deep Down I Can Feel That My Soul Is Exhausted

I know I look like I’ve got it all under control… but the reality is…

I am tired. I am tired of it all. In fact, tired doesn’t even begin to describe the state that I am in. I no longer feel strong enough to fight for things. I no longer feel capable to keep moving on. I no longer feel like I have the power to lift myself up, let alone others.

There was a time when I was strong enough to get up and move on, regardless of what I was going through…

But now… I’ve become pale and worn-out.

I’ve always said to myself that if I want to make it in life, I have to find a way to be strong, no matter where life takes me, or how it treats me. The truth is, I never set out to be that kind of person, but life forced me to face experiences that changed me from my cor. And so, I had no choice than to become stronger. For the sake of my happiness and for the sake of my future.

I never needed someone to save me or solve my problems. I never needed someone to recuse me. I was perfectly capable of doing that on my own. I had thick skin and an elastic heart. That is how I survived one of the most painful periods of my life.

That is how I’ve become a strong woman who has always been there to lend a helping hand to people.

But it turned out… I haven’t been strong after all…

Because I can no longer keep doing this.

I cannot breathe. I feel a pain in my chest. I feel lost and confused. I have no idea where to look for direction. And the one thing that frightens me the most is… I have no strength to carry on.

I may look strong on the outside, but deep down I feel that my soul is tired.

Tired of trying. Tired of fighting. Tired hoping. Tired of believing. Tired of pretending.

So, this is me finally giving up…

I am giving up on the idea that I am invincible.

The truth is, I am not. I am just a human being who carries a warm, palpitating, beating heart in my chest. A human being who is desperate for someone’s loving embrace. A human being who is vulnerable just the way you are. A human being who is tired of trying to be there for everyone. A human being who is done with pretending. A human being who has emotions.

I AM EXHAUSTED and I am not afraid to admit it.

I long to be taken care of, loved purely and hugged sincerely.

I long to feel a gentle caress on my forehead. I long to be held. I long to feel safe in someone’s embrace. I long to be reassured that everything will be fine. I long to rely on someone’s shoulders for a while.

But most of all, I long to feel free to admit that I am weak.

Mary Wright

Written by Mary Wright

Mary Wright writes from the heart, unafraid to dive into the deepest human emotions. Her essays and short stories transform ordinary moments into literature that lingers.

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