when quite hurts the most

itas messy sorry x

also kinda cringe ngl 

sometimes the loudest pain is the one you dont say out loud. it aint the big drama stuff, people notice that, ask if you ok, try to help. but it’s the quiet weight inside nobody sees, cuz you dont show it. maybe you dont even know what it is yourself.

i spent a lot of time pretending im fine. smiling when inside everythings messed up. it’s tiring. not cuz life’s awful but cuz the sadness just sits there like a shadow, always there even when sun shining. you learn to live with it, push it down, keep going like nothing wrong.

some days it barely there. you get thru with numbness or distraction. other days it hits hard, makes even little things feel heavy—getting outta bed, talking, focusing on stuff. like a silence inside louder than any noise.

reaching out feels impossible. dont want pity or dumb advice. dont wanna be a burden or have feelings brushed off. sometimes just want someone notice without asking, understand without words. but that hardly happens. so you keep it in, think it’s better that way.

no magic fix. no moment it just disappears. learn to live with ache, quiet hurt, feel broken but still standing. saying it out loud or even to yourself hardest part. maybe that’s enough for now.

and slow, real slow, start notice little things. a moment weight lifts for sec. a song not so sad, a sunset little brighter. ain’t miracles but tiny signs things can change, even bit.

if you got this too, know you not alone. it’s ok to not be ok. don’t make you weak or less. makes you human. sometimes bravest thing is keep going, even when hurt in silence. that quiet strength that’s real strength.