I Didn't Know My Own Strength Novels & Stories

I went quiet. "I've been running for years," I said. "But from you." The lie tasted bitter in my tongue. "From the ruthless mafia. From myself. Because I don't know how to stop. I don't know how to let anyone in. I don't know how to be weak without falling apart." "Strength isn't about never breaking," he said trying to convince me but more of himself. "Strength is about breaking and getting back up." "Spoken like a true Don's heir." A bitter chuckle escaped me.

Because now I had something stronger. A weakness. Not mine. Its. And I was going to use it.

“You are a special woman.” “I don’t know… These moments of crisis made me understand what I am capable of doing, I got to know my own strength... I wasn’t built to break. So, when I fell down, I always got up... I had to... do it...” she added in a very tired tone. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I didn't have... other choices."

With someone who'd never broken her? I didn't know. But I knew I wasn't giving up without a fight. Even if that fight was against myself most of all.

No matter how many times I tried to convince myself, Jessica was telling the truth. I'm weak. No words can be used to deny that I'm powerless. An epic failure. Even though my dad, Gina, Axel, and the druids try to sugarcoat it, the fact remains that I'm weak, but I won't let her win, no matter what. “You're right, Jessica. I might not be physically strong, but I have other strengths that I will bring to the table. Strength isn't just about muscles and lifting stones. It's about resilience, intelligence, and the ability to adapt. And trust me, I have those in abundance.”

“You need to accept it. Stop fighting what you are. Embrace the strength, and it will obey you.” Her words echoed in my mind, resonating with a truth I was reluctant to believe. Could it really be that simple? For as long as I could remember, weakness had been etched into my identity, carved by the cruel words and actions of others. I had been beaten down, both physically and emotionally, until I began to believe that inadequacy was all I would ever know.

Like he’d been holding himself together with sheer force of will. Something inside me gave way. “I don’t know how to do this,” I said, the words slipping out before I could stop them. “Everyone keeps telling me I’m strong. That I’ll be fine. But I don’t feel strong. I feel like… if I stop moving, I’ll disappear.” His jaw tightened. “You don’t have to be strong with me.” The words broke something open.

Then as she leans in closer and places a soft peck on my cheek, “I think that you have learned a lot about yourself. Your strength and your determination.” She is right. I know that I might have gotten frustrated so many times; I felt weak and down, but I learned how to find the strength inside of me that I thought I did not have. I reminded myself of my strengths and to stop beating myself up over my weaknesses. Everyone has weaknesses. Your weaknesses aren’t worse; they are just different. I am a Sheriff, I have those strengths inside, but I guess that life, real life, just knocks you over and takes you on a completely different ride.

"Then why did you choose to stay there? Just because of the reason that you are afraid to interrupt us, that I would lose this rare chance or this so-called opportunity, you rather stay with a pervert?" "...What. Of course not." "But that's what happened." Kane clenched his jaw. "You lack self-awareness. You worried about everybody else but yourself. Are you physically strong like Layla to worry about others? You are very skinny, so very weak, you could not even struggle against that man. What help can you offer when you can't even help yourself?" My mouth opened but no voice came out. Yeah, I know I am very weak. Because of a mistake, my little strength could not fight against one man. As h

When I was lost. When I thought I had no one, he was there. He was there to console me with his words. He taught me to choose myself first. He taught me to overcome what I can't before. He taught me what's the real meaning of strength is. It was him. It is him. He became my strength. "Strength doesn't come from what you can do. It comes from overcoming the things you once couldn't." I still remember how he said those words. I won't hold back now. I must show him that I also has the strength to save him. I'm not just here for him to save me.