No. Never. I refuse. I can't. I won't. Because what would that make me? If I do it, how can I help others who do? People call me a pillar of strength, a source of willpower. I can't afford to fall, because who else would I bring down with me? If I can't help others rebuild from it, I have no purpose. And how could I ever hope to do that for someone else when I cannot even do it for myself.
I cannot break. So I must be strong for those who count on me. If I have to shut it off sometimes, so be it. But I refuse to let the people I love down. Without them, I am nobody. I have nothing. If I break, it cannot be fixed so easily, because even I do not fully know my own system. Nobody does. Perhaps it's my stubbornness that refuses to let me quit. Perhaps it's my fear of what lies in the darkness. Perhaps it's the thought that I may never return from it if I give in. Whatever it may be, I have resolved to never fall down. Strike me, I will recover. Insult me, I will respond. Bend me, I will push back. But you cannot break me. I will recover, stronger than before, and push through. I have an iron will and a stubborn mind. I cannot be dissuaded. I will not give in to the darkness. I will keep fighting on until my last breath. I will keep swinging until I have nothing left.
I will be strong.
