Истории Anxiousheart

This is not a tale you'll know, But echoes where the soft tears flow. A quilt of thoughts in midnight's care, Stitched with silence, stitched with prayer. Not every word will beg to speak, Some only whisper when you're weak. So read it slow, and hold it tight, Like shattered glass in fading light. You're in a room I hid so well, Where quiet hearts and echoes dwell. Don't search for answers, let them be. Some things just crave to simply... be seen

A Heart That Hides is a real-life story of silent longing, unspoken words, and the pain of loving someone who doesn't even know you exist. It follows two weeks of heartbreak, hesitation, and missed chances-where every glance, every encounter, and every moment feels like both an opportunity and a curse. If you're not interested in raw emotions, quiet suffering, and the ache of an untold love story, you might want to skip this. But if you've ever felt trapped in your own feelings, this story might just feel a little too familiar. Also this is my first time writing a story so bear with me

I don't know what to say. Its a blog. Of me. Enjoy. If you want to. Okay. Bye. No you hang up first. Okay bye. See ya.

A diary turned series "Some people scream. Some people pray. I wrote things down - because speaking them out loud made them real, and I wasn't ready for that." -Ara Shaloh When the world stayed loud, Ara went quiet. In a life stitched with routine, expectations, and invisible wounds, she writes instead - one entry at a time, one heartbreak per page. From job interviews to mental breakdowns, silent bus rides to loud family dinners, Ara searches for peace in coffee, purpose in deadlines, and meaning in Mondays. This isn't a fairytale. It's survival. It's softness. It's strength you'll never notice - unless you read between the tears.