Learning to Fall

I know how to catch.
When I say this, I don't mean like, a baseball, or football, or whatever. Oh, no. I mean emotionally, in relationships. I'm the catcher. The one that hides her feelings for the sake of whoever seems to need the most help. Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to sound amazing, because I'm not, but I'm just trying to tell you how it is with me.
My biggest issue is that I don't know how to fall. I can't just fall in someone's arms when that's really all I need. I don't let myself be comforted, simply because I'm scared of letting people see my weaknesses.
Gahh, overall, I have learned so much about myself recently. Like that it's okay to fall. The people you've helped get back up are willing, and want to catch you. It's scary, but you gotta let go or else it will never happen. Say what you mean; mean what you say. I mean that whole heartedly. If you think no one cares, you're wrong. For me, more people than I ever thought actually cared when I finally displayed I'm not happy-go-lucky all of the time. They mean the most.

"Fall...go on and fall apart...go on and fall into these arms of mine, I'll catch you every time you fall."

Xoxo.
Jordan