When Strength Gets Tired
Sometimes in life, there’s this woman who keeps the whole damn world together without letting it fall apart. She wakes up every morning with a grateful heart — grateful for her full family who still sits together planning Christmas, grateful for her little fluffy daughter Fender waiting for her at home, grateful for the villa that gives her passive income, grateful for every training session, every student, every restaurant she teaches, every bit of work she’s earned with her own hands. She’s grateful… but she’s also tired as hell. And people don’t see that, huh? They don’t see the moments she stands there in her quiet house, just wanting a second to breathe. They don’t see her answering messages from guests, figuring out bills, organizing schedules, thinking about gifts for Christmas, planning birthdays, and still worrying about the people she cares about. She’s strong. Too damn strong, sometimes. Strong enough that everyone thinks she’s fine — even when she’s running on emp...