Some days it just feels like I could be shouting at the top of my lungs, and no one would even turn their head.
Like I’m invisible.
Like my pain is on mute.
I try to speak up.
I try to reach out.
But the silence that comes back is louder than anything I said.
It’s not even about someone fixing it.
I don’t need advice or a checklist.
I just want to be heard.
To know that I exist to someone.
To feel like I matter.
And I know I can’t be the only one who feels this way.
So if you’ve ever sat with your thoughts screaming and your mouth shut…
If you’ve ever felt like you were slowly falling apart while the world kept moving—
I'm right there with you.
Like I’m invisible.
Like my pain is on mute.
I try to speak up.
I try to reach out.
But the silence that comes back is louder than anything I said.
It’s not even about someone fixing it.
I don’t need advice or a checklist.
I just want to be heard.
To know that I exist to someone.
To feel like I matter.
And I know I can’t be the only one who feels this way.
So if you’ve ever sat with your thoughts screaming and your mouth shut…
If you’ve ever felt like you were slowly falling apart while the world kept moving—
I'm right there with you.
