The weight of Silence ✨

It’s exhausting to pretend everything is fine, when deep down, I’m barely holding myself together. I smile, I laugh, like nothing’s wrong— because that’s what they expect. But the truth is, no one really sees. No one feels the weight I carry, the heaviness pressing down on me, or how much I wish someone would notice— without me having to ask. When I express my feelings, I get blamed. I’m told I overreact. When I say nothing, I’m still at fault. They say, "You isolate yourself; we couldn’t help you." So, I stay silent. I fake a smile. I carry it all alone— because sometimes, that’s easier than being misunderstood.