08/31/2025
One thing about a strong woman… is that she can go through hell and back, and you’d never know unless she tells you. She’ll show up with a smile, carry herself with grace, laugh like she hasn’t cried herself to sleep, and handle her business like she’s not battling a war in silence. She’s mastered the art of survival. She doesn’t break down in front of just anyone. She doesn’t wear her pain on her sleeve. She carries it in her chest, quietly, because she’s learned that not everyone deserves access to her scars.
You won’t see her struggle unless she wants you to. You won’t hear her story unless she trusts you enough to let you in. She’s not emotionless... she’s just exhausted from all the times she let her guard down and ended up with more wounds than healing. So now she moves carefully. Not bitter, just wiser. Not cold, just guarded. She’s the kind of woman who picks herself up, wipes her tears, and keeps going like the world hasn’t thrown its worst at her.
Because she’s been through things that would’ve broken a weaker spirit. She’s loved people who never loved her back. She’s given her all to those who left her empty. She’s trusted the wrong ones. She’s stayed when she should’ve left. She’s believed when she had every reason not to. And still... she kept her heart intact. Still, she loves deeply. Still, she shows up for others. Still, she pushes forward even when she’s tired to her soul.
That’s the thing about a strong woman....she’s not strong because life has been easy. She’s strong because it hasn’t been. She’s strong because she had no other choice. Because breaking wasn’t an option. Because even on the days she felt like crumbling, she kept going for everyone depending on her... including herself.
So when you meet a woman like that, honor her. Don’t take her strength for granted. Don’t assume her silence means she’s okay. Don’t mistake her independence for a lack of need. She carries pain like a secret, but it doesn't mean she doesn’t feel it. She just knows how to keep moving through it, because life taught her early that no one was coming to save her.
She’s quiet about her storms... but don’t ever doubt she’s weathered them.
And if you ever get close enough for her to tell you her story, know that she didn’t choose you by accident. She chose you because, finally, she felt safe enough to be seen.
That’s rare. Don’t ruin it.
