Sometimes the loudest pain makes no noise.The soul cries, but the lips stay sealed.You smile, you move, you survive—while something deep inside quietly breaks. You don’t explain anymore.because explanations need energy, and grief has already taken it all.You tell yourself it’s fate,that maybe this was written long before you felt it. Acceptance doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt.

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emotional exaustion

We find in our lives there is this constant process of being compelled to act. The flow of days soon becomes weeks and months and the obligation of doing something grows ever louder. Whilst there is b...