Weak?

I know I have a beautiful soul by the way I constantly feel as if I'm busting at the seams.

I feel no emotion faintly.

I wear my heart on my sleeve.

Most say it's "too much"

A generation grown into men and women striving to be heartless and guarded for their own benefit.

We were given the gift of feelings.

Why are we so obsessed with the intention of not using them?

What is love without hurt?

Why would we chase something we knew we could catch, with no danger of losing it?

We wouldn't.

We wouldn't be human if we didn't feel.

Some have been raised to fear the world calling us weak.

But, why does acknowledging hurt count as weakness?

Doesn't it seem jaded, instead of inviting the pain as a lesson, we have been raised to believe strength comes from ignoring any feeling short of happiness.

I believe it's time for us to raise our sons and daughters to look their emotions in the eye, allowing them the ability to fully submerge into each and every twinge of the heart, in order to understand their presence. It's okay to feel certain things.

Be careful not to spend too much time hiding from them instead of letting them help you find who they're trying to turn you into.