As a younger naive child only a few years ago I used to think that I was much like a leaf, withstanding rain and the strongest of winds. I was invincible as did these beautiful leaves appear to me. .
But time would come to change much as I would. .
Life seemed so unbearable at times that I wanted to fall, to crack and just to give in to all around me. Why be strong? I would remember then the leaf that swayed in the wind; not falling, not giving up. So I would press on and make through these times holding all my feelings of pain and anger deep inside but I was still standing that's all that mattered. Well so it seemed.
Then one day it happened. Everyone was yelling at me telling me how I was wrong and how they couldn't understand me at all. I couldn't take it anymore so I ran. I ran outside to the tree I admired so much with all it's beautiful leaves. When I got there something was different. Those leaves that had meant so much, that were just like me had fallen. I sat by that old tree for hours and just thought about everything going on in my life.
You know I"m still like those leaves.we all are. I only perceived their meaning wrong. We can only be strong for so long before we need to fall. We learn from that experience so don't make my mistake. Allow yourself to feel things openly an occasionally just let go.just fall.