Who gives you the strength you need in life?
 

Only a select few give me that strength that keeps me going on my worst days. Luckily, I haven't had too many of those "worst days."

I have close friends, family, and people I care deeply for, all who give me strength in many different ways. Though it all comes together in the end, it's the strength & support I get along the way that means the most to me.

these days... me-- and I'm doing a shitty job of it.

This is another one of those.. ahh yes, that's the difference between a friend and an acquaintance moments..

hmmm.. I did have a friend a while ago that stregthened me somewhat, but we have since parted ways.. people like that are hard to come by sometimes.

it used to be my best friend, but he and I don't talk near as much anymore due to the seperating that occurs after graduation. We both live a few states apart now, although we do still talk.

I am now my own support, and have probably been this way for ~4 years. I know I have been that support for others over the that time though.

People that love me is the obvious answer. But it's not that simple. I sometimes get the 'you're being ridiculous' speech which never does anything from people who say they love me. The true strength comes from those who
encourage, understand and let me be silly or ridiculous at that given moment, know what and who I am inside and gently guide those attributes to the surface.

"no idols, no heros, no gods just pure inner strength"
If you can rely on yourself so much the better. Dependence is a bad thing as I see it but helping others out also increases confidence and mental strength. Then again, you got to have someone to call at 3am from jail if it happens. :crazy:

I would have to agree with Mal, and I'm doing a piss poor job of it also. It's not my nature to rely on someone else for strength, advice, assurances, and the like. I have a great resistance to asking someone for help or to solve my problems, even when I can't find the solution for myself.

My baby daughter. Even when she needs changing at 3:35 am and I have a meeting at 7:30 am.

My mom- she is such a strong person and brings a very spiritual outlook to my life. Whenever I am down, one conversation with her helps me pick up the pieces again.

myself, my boss/staff, and my husband.

Those who help you discover the strength in yourself, and want to continue the journey with me.

My husband and kids. I was fired from my job in April and hit rock bottom depression. It was the thought and mental pictures of my family that gave me the strength to go on. I couldn't see them without me. I think they are the reason I have the strength to go on

My parents.

No matter what I do or how badly I fuck up, they're there behind me 100%. They keep me going even when everything is the pits. I love them so much--they've been such a positive example for me in every way.

I've got a friend who lives in the states who keeps me going. We're usually bumping e-mails back and forth, it's only the time difference that really gets aggrivating.
When i can't get a hold of her for whatever reason, i slap some big weights on a bar, move them around, and go to sleep too tired to think about shit things in life.

I have learned to find strength from others in simple kind acts they don't even realize. There is nobody in my life that is close enough to even know if things are caving in. But I have some friends who are very good at calling me out of the blue, just to say hi and check in.

It sounds marginal, but last week my friend Jim called me from Tokyo for no reason. He is a pilot and so understands how travelling for work a lot can open up huge voids in your life, especially if you don't have a S.O. or anybody to come home to. That small consideration meant the world to me at that hour on that day.

My self, but being a father and a husband does remind how important it is that I stay strong.

Ditto.

Although ratbastid often gives me the kick in the pants to pull through a tough time, I'm usually the one who has to decide to get off my ass and get moving. Lately, with selling the house, my mom's impending bad marriage, my grandma's cancer, my sister on the brink of divorce, work and travel picking up significantly, and my fucked up neurochemistry, I seem to be just barely holding it together. Something finally snapped into place last night and I grew a sense of humor about the whole thing - not necessarily finding things themselves funny, but finding my "woe is me" childish reactions to things amusing instead of evidence that I am horribly and irrevocably broken.

I have been trying to find my strength from within, but it is not always there. and when it is not there, my mother-in-law is. I cannot explain how much this woman means to me and at times, I would be so lost without her.

It's always been in my nature to rely on another person for strength. When I was younger, it was my parents. When I got a little older, it was my friends. Soon after that, I found that I defined myself based on the girl I was with.

It wasn't until relatively recently that I found that I could even begin to pull myself through things... And if I'm not doing as well as I think I could be, I'm blaming it on lack of practice. It feels pretty good to know you kicked your own lazy ass out of bed in the morning to go out and accomplish something.

Without a doubt, my husband. No matter if i just need a hug or I am having one of the worst days ever, he's always there for me when ever I need him. We have been together almost 1/2 our lives and have been through thick and thin and always have pulled through. He is my hero.