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Is being strong not crying? Or being able to face one's inner demons, whose the subtle voices speak of despair and darkness? And facing them, fall, cry, but only rise again, is this strength?

But I still feel weak, for hearing the FUD speak so loud in me.

But, but I believe in myself. Forged of sweat and tears and pure stubborn headedness, I will carve for myself a path through the tangles on the path of personal growth.

Is it true, 'He who stands alone stands strongest?' But I am not truly alone.

(and now, back to our regularly scheduled programming)