Life isn't always sunshine and roses. Sometimes, life really stinks and for those that are the confidants, the listening ear, and the stoics it isn't any better.
I love being the listening ear, I love when I can help lift someone up from the dark abyss of hopelessness. The only problem is that it's hard to know where to turn for help out of your own personal potholes, and without being a contortionist you can't really use your own shoulder to cry on.
So, this post goes to those that solve everyone's crises and quiet every concern. It's okay to cry and it's okay to reach out for help. Even the strong have their limits.
