[ I'M NOT WEAK ]

Previously

…He wiped his tears and looked at himself once more. For the first time, he did not see the orphan. He did not see the frightened child. He saw the man who had survived. The man who had been hurt without becoming a source of hurt. The man who had lost people without losing himself. The man who had every reason to become bitter, yet chose kindness. Muhammad finally understood that strength was never about becoming hard enough to feel nothing. True strength was to feel everything—and still choose to rise. He smiled. Then he whispered, his voice filled with a profound peace, "I am strong because I cried... and I did not become cruel."