When you don't feel sad. But helpless instead. How can I be selfish and break down when my family and friends need me to be strong? Be strong. A day will come when you can let those feelings out. Today is not that day. Satyre et Bacchante by James Pradier, 1834.
One of my 'dream tattoos'. If I had the budget, pain tolerance, and the ability to put it somewhere visible. Instead I'm settling on a small horse shoe tattoo to represent everything horse back riding has been to me.