🌸 Have You Been Smiling While Silently Falling Apart?

trulyflavius
Jun 12, 2025
2 min read

There was a season in my life when I became a master at wearing the mask. On the outside: I was smiling. I was “fine.” I was strong. On the inside: I was weeping. I was exhausted. I was lost.

Maybe you know exactly what I’m talking about.

You show up for everyone—at work, at church, for your family. You hold it all together while quietly falling apart inside. You laugh at the right moments. You nod. You serve. You smile.

And then, when no one is looking, the tears come. In the car. In the shower. In the dark. Tears you’ve been told are a sign of weakness.

But they’re not. Hey are holy. They are healing.

The Silent Epidemic of Strong Women

We live in a world that applauds women for being “strong. "But somewhere along the way, strong started to mean:

Don’t cry
Don’t ask for help
Don’t let them see you struggle

And this silent epidemic is leaving so many women burnt out, emotionally numb, and disconnected from their true selves.

Pretending is not healing. Suppressing is not thriving.

What If You Gave Yourself Permission?

What if today… you chose to honor your tears instead of hiding them? What if you stopped wearing the mask and embraced the beautiful, becoming woman beneath it? What if your softness was not weakness—but sacred strength?

The journey to wholeness doesn’t begin with pretending you have it all together. It begins when you finally exhale and say: "God, I am weary. I need healing.”

You Are Not Alone

That is why I wrote Weeping Her Way to Wholeness. It is the book I needed when I was silently falling apart behind my smile. It is the hand I wish had reached out to me in those dark nights.

If this post resonates with you—if you have been smiling while silently falling apart—I want, you to know: ✨ You are not alone✨ You are not broken beyond repair✨ You are not behind—you are still becoming