Sometimes, I regret being the one who absorbs others’ rants and dramas. It’s hard to offer advice when deep down, I’m struggling with my own hidden battles, trying to solve them in silence.
I want to connect with others’ pain, to make them feel understood, but in doing so, I often neglect my own wounds. The weight of their problems, combined with my own excruciating emotional burden, leaves me feeling drained and alone, unable to find the solace I need.
I’ve come to realize that I can’t always be the pillar others lean on. There are moments when I long to step away, to let go of the responsibility of holding others up, but a part of me still wants to make them feel secure. Yet, I know I need to retreat, to focus on healing myself. I owe it to myself to find peace, to process my thoughts in solitude, and to be there for my own well-being. So, for now, I need to take care of me, to find the strength to heal, so that one day I can return and offer my support with a heart that’s whole.