I wake up every morning and move through the day like I’m fine. I talk, I work, I smile. I do everything I’m supposed to do. And no one notices that I’m breaking. No one sees that every night, when the lights go out, I hold myself together just enough to make it to the next day.
I am tired—tired in a way that sleep can’t fix. I carry so much, and yet I feel empty. I want to laugh, to feel alive, to be okay. I want someone to see me, really see me, and understand without me having to explain. I want to stop pretending.
But here I am, playing my role, while inside, I am screaming. And no one hears it.
I am tired—tired in a way that sleep can’t fix. I carry so much, and yet I feel empty. I want to laugh, to feel alive, to be okay. I want someone to see me, really see me, and understand without me having to explain. I want to stop pretending.
But here I am, playing my role, while inside, I am screaming. And no one hears it.
كنت إلى جانبه، نصغي معًا لأحلامٍ نرسمها بأطراف الحديث، نتحدث عن الحياة، عن ما نريده منها وما تنتظره منا. عيناي عليه، وابتسامة جادة تستقر على وجهي كقناع هادئ، كأنني حاضرة بكلي. لكن روحي… كانت تسحبني إلى الخلف، تتقلص شيئًا فشيئًا، تتمنى لو تنسل من هذا العالم بلا أثر، كغيمة عابرة في سماء لا أحد يرفع عينيه نحوها. كنت أستمع له، نعم، لكنني كنت أغيب… أغيب بشدة.
Just go with the flow. See what happens. You don’t need to have it all figured out now. Trust that you’re being guided.