There are moments that play back in the mind like a scene someone else acted out. A look. A comment. A tone. A decision that, at the time, felt small—but now feels sharp and out of place. Almost like it came from someone else entirely. But it didn’t. It came from a tired version of …
It’s weird, isn’t it? You know better. You know what not to do. You know what happened to them when they did that exact same thing. You even nodded wisely when they told their story, maybe threw in a “that’s mad” or “I’d never let that be me.” But then, it is you. And suddenly, …
Sometimes people say they’re “keeping the peace” when really, they’re just hiding the war. They go quiet. They swallow their words. They build walls and call it love. But silence isn’t always healing. Sometimes it’s just a slow erosion. A slow burning. A slow goodbye. We tell ourselves that if we don’t talk about it, …
Guilt doesn’t scream. It just sits there. Heavy. Quiet. Always there. Right in your chest. Right in the back of your mind. Like maybe if you’d said something earlier. Maybe if you’d tried harder. Maybe if you were… better. You keep going over everything. Looking for the moment it slipped. Looking for what you missed. …
You know what you should be doing. What would help. What would move you forward. But you don’t do it. You stall. You scroll. You talk yourself out of it. You cling to what’s familiar, even when it hurts. You say you’ll start tomorrow. Or Monday. Or when you “feel ready.” But you’re never really …
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It starts as a whisper. Quiet. Not loud. Not sudden. Just there. Like a weight you didn’t notice until it started pressing down. You brush it off at first. Tell yourself you’re fine. You scroll, you eat, you sleep, you work—whatever keeps your mind busy. But it waits. It always waits. And then it starts …
It happens in a split second. A rushed decision. A wrong assumption. A word spoken too soon. And just like that, something slips—control, a chance, a number that can’t be taken back. At first, it feels small. Just a little misstep. A moment of miscalculation. But then, realization hits. And suddenly, the weight of it …