I let my kids see me cry

 I let my kids see me cry

I let them see me when I’m overwhelmed and messy and human

Because I don’t want them growing up thinking strength means never breaking
I don’t want them swallowing their own tears one day because they think that’s what grown-ups do

I want them to know it’s okay to feel it all
To fall apart sometimes
To say “I’m struggling” without shame

So yeah, my kids see me cry
And after the tears, they see me get back up
They see me keep going
And I hope one day, when life knocks them down, they remember that it’s okay to bend without breaking

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