Whether we like to admit it or not, we’re all human. We do
not come from some faraway planet, making our physical makeup stronger than the
average human. We have our limits. The trick is knowing where our boundaries
lay and how far beyond them, we can stretch without doing any permanent damage.
We have hope for all people, especially when they make a
misstep. We send them love and prayers, hoping they will come to their senses
and turn away from the shadows they find themselves cloaked in. In truth, it
rarely happens to those who bask in the worlds glow. The notoriety and fame
become a heavy burden to bear.
“With great power comes great responsibility.” This infamous
line from Spiderman works on so many levels and is a saying we should all take
to heart. As strong women, we do have a responsibility to ourselves as well as
the people in our lives. It is beautiful
to be strong, but strength can also be our biggest weakness.
When we find ourselves using alternative means to keep up
our granite mask, we must, for the sake of our own sanity, step back, and
reevaluate our intentions. In every
superhero tale, there is a pivotal moment when the hero can cheat and take the
easy way out, to stop the bleeding without repairing the wound. As we all know,
stopping the bleeding does not cure the patient, it just extends their lives
for a time. As I said, we are strong, not indestructible. We can be wounded and
take a lot from time to time. As the people we are, we many times find it
necessary to hide our weaknesses. Something inside tells us we cannot have
cracks in the armor, or show any kind of weakness once we have established
ourselves as a superwoman.
Screw that—to be blunt—there is NOTHING worth your mental or
physical health. Taking that path, using the easy way out, is the path to the
dark side. It is a one way street to the hall of doom with little means to indeed
turn back. You may seem incredible at first, but then that crack you were
trying to conceal becomes an ugly scar that grows bigger and bigger, eventually
revealing the darkness you have taken into your soul.
Am I melodramatic? Probably. All I know is I never ever want
anyone to feel pity for me, I never want to be known as the fallen hero. I do
not want my obituary to be, “Sad, but not unexpected.” We all make mistakes. We
all stumble. It is a part of life people, it’s unavoidable, even for superheroes.
It is what makes us the people we are. It
is part of the profile. We take our hits and battle on. We overcome the
obstacles in our lives with time, grace, and honor. We must first and foremost
be heroes to ourselves before we can be a hero to anyone else. We must be able
to look in the mirror and be proud of what we see. If you take a misstep, you
can recover. You can rebuild the trust you have broken. It is an ambiguous
stance to take. It is a hard life to lead, but it is the price we pay for being
our own heroes, and we are the ones who ultimately benefit in the end.
It takes more strength to ask for help than it does to stand
alone….
Come Find Me!
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