It turns out that what we need to hear is that others are feeling the way we feel. That the strong suffer Just like you. That we need to make coffee and get our shit together and agree to fight the good fight. 

There are no silver bullets. Just bullets. They just need to be fired early and often. 

I sometimes don’t say shit because I think “people have heard this all before.” But really we can never hear it too much. 

We need reminding and attaboys and to be told we are good and worthy. We need the same encouragement you’d give a child because none of us are that grown up. 

That’s what we need.