self talk’s not enough to keep the strong from giving up and giving in. everyone needs someone to talk life into them. to be there for them when they don’t know how to be there for themselves. to flip the mask on its head and show love to the beauty and the ugly. to do more than tell them they’re not alone. too many folks have told me i wasn’t alone and i never knew how to call them liars without showing pain. strong folks are both the loudest and quietest ones in the room. they make it their job to make you feel good cause it’s such a masterful way to hide how they feel. when’s the last time someone saw their life coach crying over their own personal life condition? i’m numb from all the dying cause i know it hurts but only a second. at some point people stop delivering flowers to the crime scene.