A look from the outside, with an open heart and undiminished admiration.

Over the years, I've had the privilege of listening to many women: mothers, friends, colleagues, leaders, writers, entrepreneurs. And in almost all their stories, there's something in common that deeply moves me: the strength they possess. But it also pains me to acknowledge something we often ignore: the exhaustion that strength leaves them with.

We have become accustomed—as a society—to applauding the strong woman, the one who can handle anything, the one who never breaks down, the one who works, raises children, cares for others, solves problems, smiles, and keeps going. And yes, it's admirable. But it's also unfair. Because on that pedestal of strength, they are often denied the right to say, "I can't take it anymore."

How many times have we assumed that they can do everything… just because they always have?
How many times have we romanticized their resilience without asking ourselves at what cost?

The woman who supports a household alone.
The one who silently battles anxiety.
The one who smiles while her soul trembles.
She who loves so much that she forgets herself.

Today, as a man who writes for women, I want to use these lines not to explain anything to them, but to acknowledge everything they have. Because being strong shouldn't be a burden. And often it is.

I also want to tell you something that you may not hear very often:
It's okay if one day they can't handle everything.
It's okay if they break.
It's okay if they ask for help.
It's okay if your strength also needs rest.

Being strong is not about never falling down.
It's about having the courage to keep going, even when everything is heavy.
And many of you do it without anyone acknowledging it.

This note is not intended to save anyone. But it is intended to honor .
Because there are battles that women face in silence…
And I, from this side, can only say:
Thank you. I'm sorry. And here I am.