25 january – strong. #bloganuary

January 25:

Write about something that makes you feel strong.

I should probably just leave this space blank.

The only time I feel strong is when someone tells me that I am. But that feeling doesn’t last. I could theorize that that’s because the feeling didn’t come from me, and maybe that’s true, but I’m not sure I believe that. Maybe I don’t want to believe it because that means I have to find something within myself to make me feel strong. And if that’s the case, see above.

People say I’m strong because I’m dealing with so much while having (and also dealing with) depression and anxiety. But the way I see it, I’m weak because I let things get to me (very easily), I panic about things that shouldn’t cause panic, I can’t find a way to do things that might help me (even though I can list several), I fail all the time, and I never seem to feel better. I’m weak because I’m really not dealing with anything.

My original answer stands.

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I bet they are strong. They could probably pick me up and throw me on the bed.

p.s. — Not even consuming copious amounts of coffee makes me feel strong.

p.p.s. — Maybe punching something would make me feel strong. Or it would just hurt my hand.

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy, too. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.

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