She's Tired Of Being Strong Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry, I'll unblock you and save your number" "You're forgiven" she jumped up from the couch and walked over to me. "So, what do you say we hang out? It's almost three and we can go for a lunch date or something." "I've had lunch already." "Dinner then," "We have dinner together." "I know, but I just really need to talk to you." "I don't want to." I snapped. Her face flashed with hurt and I felt sad. "What I mean is, I'm really tired right now and I can't hold a good conversation now"

“I grew up with him and I saw the signs. And after we spent the night together at the hotel, I noticed something. When we were together, you reacted to my touch lile it had been a long time since someone had touched you. That feeling stayed with me. And when I found out that you were Declan’s mate, I put two and two together.” She stared at me, with her mouth opened sightly. “You noticed all that?” “I noticed everything about you,” I said softly. “I still do.” She did not say anything for a long moment. She just looked at me, with her eyes filled with tears that she was trying to hold back. Then she exhaled shakily and leaned into my touch. “I am so tired of being strong all the time,” she w

No matter what anyone had to say , I know that it wad just best I do whatever it is that I have no my mind . She thinks that she had own and she really thinks that she is the strongest right now , but now , I am going to show her the stuff that I am made of , I just don’t care anymore , I don’t care what anyone thinks I am going to make sure that she doesn’t get what she wants even if it means fight that bitch , I am so in for it .

She simply stared at the disturbed earth covering Hazel's grave. "I'm tired. I'm tired of trying to fit into a life that was never built for me." The words came slowly, as though each one had to force its way out. "I'm tired of trying to be enough." I felt something tighten inside my chest, "You are enough." She laughed, "I don't want this anymore. I don't want to spend every day wondering whether I'm smart enough. Strong enough. Good enough. I don't want to stand beside someone who's always ten steps ahead of me."

One of the things that I loved dearly about her again. "I have trained myself to be strong. I'm sorry if I'm not the conventional woman you would want. You need to know that I probably have a lot of things on my mind and being weak is not one of them. It isn't because I do not value your help or whatnot, but I would rather fight my battles alone so that when you leave, I don't get annoyed or too pained." She explained to me causing me to laugh.

She had nothing left to give but exhaustion. Ainsley looked at her for a long moment, his gaze unreadable. “Please, Ainsley… I’m so tired…” Her words were barely a whisper, a plea wrapped in despair. How did I get here? Why can’t I just be free? She did not say why she was begging him, but he clearly understood what she was asking for. “I’m so tired… please,” she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper. Ainsley, however, didn’t soften. He shook his head, his words firm and final. “No.”

"Why am I this way?" Hushing her, I caressed her back. "I tried to be stronger, to be better. But I just can't be the woman I want to be," she admitted, and I believed it was meant more for herself than for me. "No, baby," I disagreed, holding her shoulders and pulling away slightly to look into her eyes. "You are stronger than you think." "How? I don't even know how to fight, I'm weak. I can't even stand up for my family," Natasha spoke, giving me hints that were certainly connected to her troubles.

"I'm tired of you and I'm done listening to you, you've always made me hide myself in a corner and let the enemies slowly kill me but I won't let that happen anymore " "If you think you want to keep on being a scaredy cat then I hope you'll get used to being at the corner for the rest of your life!" "What the hell are you even thinking of? you're watching my mate getting killed without doing anything but crying, are you that dumb and stupid. Do you want us to go through the same phase we struggled to heal from?" "You made yourself believe the fact that you're weak and can never change from being like that but I'm tired of this episode, if you don't change, I'll take matters into my hands!" S

Her words made me emotional because she was telling me to be strong when I was already too weak… She wanted me to persevere meanwhile the burden on me was now too severe for me to do so… She wanted me to not give up hope… meanwhile, I planned on killing myself tonight because I couldn’t cope… I am tired… ** [ ~ Night Time ~ ]

"I'm here to make sure you don't collapse again." She took another bite, slower this time. "You think I like being like this?" she asked softly. I didn't answer. The truth was, I didn't know what she liked anymore. Or what she feared. Or what she was hiding behind that stubborn determination of hers. "You can't keep pushing yourself until your body gives up," I said after a moment. "That's not strength." "And what would you know about strength?" she asked, looking at me. I met her gaze. "Enough you need rest "