When everything starts to rush over me again, I repeat it over and over in my head. I'm finding that because of it, I've stopped crying. Completely. I haven't cried over you since that day. 20 days ago. Two and a half weeks. The time really flies, doesn't it?
I am strong.
It's also the only reason I haven't broken down like I would've done in the past, and ask you if you still love me. Or what you're thinking and where you're at with us, and our future. Or call you just to hear your voice. Like I did that day. 20 days ago.
I am strong.
And it's how I get through each day. Just telling myself that I am strong, at least strong enough for today, gets me to tomorrow so I can tell myself the same thing. And before I know it, 20 days have passed and I don't feel so bad. The desire to cry and reach out to you desperately has lessened. And when the desire creeps up, like it tends to do, I just remind myself that I am strong.
I am strong.
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