All I can articulate.
"They look like big, good, strong hands don't they? I always thought that was what they were." Rockbiter from The Neverending Story
@BastionKnight
For now, you don't have to be the one with the big strong arms, let me be that for you 🩵
@Amanda84
Me too, Basti. <3 I'm here <3
@jesusredeemedme2425
@Amanda84
Thank you both. Apologies I have not replied more personally sooner,...i got a bit lost and it took me a little while to find my way back.
BK will resume all normal demeanors and responses anon. Thank you for your patience.
We love you, Basti <3
Iam strong, I can kill titans if I want to, split oceans and lift mountains. But i couldnt even lift a log to help my loved one who was underneath. What is the point of this strength if I cannot use it when I need it the most.
The shadow of my strength taunts me everyday. Suffocating me with its darkness. My very strength keeps me alive - a half life.
So what was the point of the strength at all.
- one of the few thoughts that haunt me as well
All I can say it feels like a curse and probably is. But i can give you company i feel the same. You are not alone. Don't wither away you are a knight.
@Azure11011
Thank you for your comments and supportive statement. I apologise that I have not responded sooner, but I let the shadow rest heavy in my heart and fog my brain. It is not an excuse, but hopefully it explains that my belated reply was not because I did not care what you wrote.
From your words I presume your loss was significant in its impact upon you. I think you very much clarified the feeling of helplessness when ones strength and capacity is for naught. When something snatches away a loved one, the doubts and sense of powerlessness feels inescapable. I am truly sorry you if you have had to endure such a situation
I have very much taken on board your comment about not withering and reminder to be a knight. I think I shall use that to motivate myself,...a mental refreshing to the importance of being of service. *Bows respectfully*