The people whom you think are the strongest, who seem to laugh the most, tell jokes, are awfully loud, are probably the ones who has the most problems, the most insecure, the weakest. They are probably the ones who needs assurance, who needs people to love and care for them, to be there. The ones you think are the weakest, with no mind of their own, are probably the strongest, they just keep stuff to themselves, and know when and how much to tell others. Those, are the strongest. What an irony.