Comfort is for the weak. 

Don’t hold me.

Don’t tell me its all okay.

Don’t tell me it will stop hurting another day. Yell at me. Make me mad. Give motivation and the courage I never had,  Help me be strong.  Train me until I break through This glass ceiling is going to shatter into millions times more pieces than my heart.  I am stronger than the elemental bonds in my tears. I will fight until my mind is crystal clear.  I will be great.