I've always been the helper - the strong one.
I'm the one people go to, to be heard. I'm the one people know can handle more. I carry my load, and then yours, and theirs, and the world's too.
But today, I didn't want to get out of bed. I feel like there's a band of iron around my chest like the world is crushing me. There's no reason, and if there's no reason then there's no fix.
There's nobody in my life who I can lean on, simply because I've never asked that of anyone. Fuck, I'm the one they all lean on. Nobody expects to have to do that for me.
Why would they?
I'm the strong one.