“Love is not love until love’s vulnerable.” – Theodore Roethke
Men are taught to be strong. To be independent but reliable, the pillar of strength for others.
And yet we hurt and want to cry, get scared and overwhelmed and are told to suck it up. And at times we have to just soldier on.
But not always.
The greatest strength is to have the humility to admit when we are weak, when we are breaking and need help. And when this happens we turn to those we love, hoping they will not use this opening against us. Because men rarely show how vulnerable we are, and the strongest of us have the greatest needs at times to be able to continue as Atlas carrying the weight of the world.
Give us that break. Give us the love we need in those moments of weakness so we can be strong.