small reminder đ»đ»: rest your heart
- Isabel Nkosi
- Nov 1, 2017
- 2 min read

âHeavy is the crown, yet she wears it as if it was a featherâ â every strong woman has once with a face filled with tears said these words, or something along these words as a way to keep on keeping on. These are the words women have come to whisper back into their broken hearts even when the will to survive had already escaped them.
To be strong is to often feel as though your pain is too much of a burden to be carried by someone else besides you. So you keep it to yourself, because you know, even if it comes close to killing you, you will survive, because thatâs all you have ever known as living â it is surviving pain.
To be strong, is to know that you will have no arms to hold you on your darkest of days. It is accepting that no one is coming to save you. They will watch you break, from a distance and remind you how strong you are and that you will survive each blow this world has addressed with your initials on it. They will sing praises about how you make ducking bullets and swallowing fire look so graceful. This is not a compliment that you are supposed to apply on your wounds and act like it doesnât hurt anymore.
This week's small reminder is that when it hurts, it hurts.
When it hurts and your heart is telling you to pause â please do.
Close the curtains and cry like if you dont your heart might stop beating.
Cry like you are summoning help from the heavens.
Cry like the strong woman that you are who knows that she doesnât always have to be strong anymore or all the time.
Break apart, like each piece of your heart needs time alone from being whole for too long... even if just for a day.
When the next day arrives, and your bones still struggle to carry you, give your heart another break. Tell it to go rest, tell it you know how hard it is to beat on behalf of someone like you and its okay to rest for today or any other day if it is still too weak to face the world.
Let your heart recover at its own beat.
The world will be okay, it will adjust without you, how ever long your heart needs to heal.
Being told/reminded that I am strong is a compliment I have learned to outgrow when necessary.
I am not here, to make pain look beautiful. I donât want to be strong anymore when I donât have to.
In the words of Nayyirah Waheed â âall the women in me. are tired.â
So this is what I am going to do tonight when I get home: I will take off my crown of strength. Then I will switch the lights off, I will not move, I will not utter a word, I will not attempt to be strong. I will just beâŠ
Now dear heart â Rest.
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