I have come to believe that the world is filled with quiet tragedies—so quiet that most people pass them by like wilted flowers on the roadside. Every year, countless souls slip away under the weight of their own thoughts, vanishing into the night without a sound. And even more remain here, breathing but hurting, wandering through their days as if carrying an invisible wound no one bothers to see.
It is strange, isn’t it? How a single smile can hide years of sorrow. How a single “I’m fine” can conceal storms relentless enough to drown a person. People suffer in silence because they think no one will understand… or worse, that no one would care even if they did.
But if you are reading this—please listen.
Your existence is not as small as you think. The pain you carry is not a sign of weakness, but proof that you have endured far more than anyone knows. You deserve gentleness. You deserve patience. You deserve to stay.
If tonight feels unbearably heavy, let this be a reminder: there is someone in this world who wants you to keep living, even if they haven’t met you yet. Someone who would be devastated to lose the light you don’t realize you give.
Pause. Breathe. Stay.
The world is far more bearable with you in it.
(Posting everywhere i can)
