Lucky I can swim as otherwise I'd drown.
Why do I let myself carry the weight of others? Why do I try and do it all?
It's okay to not be strong. It doesn't mean I am weak.
It's okay to find life hard. It doesn't mean I've failed.
It's okay to put myself first. It doesn't make me a bitch.
If I get down and feel like I'm sinking—it's cool I can swim back up.
I won't drown. My swimming is strong. But I know I don't need to move fast. Treading water is fine for now.
It's okay to feel just okay. It's okay to feel.
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