I know the quiet you speak of. It’s deafening and you are trying to keep a strong presence. When I was physically forced to be a right hander there was no one to help me not even my parents. I will let you read my year book 📕. I became the leader of people who were being picked on.
We morf into jello it seems. I know your feeling. Greif Sharing helped my husband and I with Hurricane Katrina 2005. Eric saved my life and got me the medical attention I needed in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.
Some days it looks like everything is fine on the outside… but inside, there’s a silence no one can hear.👂
I’ve built, I’ve lost, I’ve smiled for cameras and stayed strong when it hurt more than anyone could imagine. But there are moments where even success doesn’t fill the empty spaces people never see.
It’s strange how someone can be surrounded by everything they ever worked for… yet still feel like something important is missing. Not money. Not fame. Not achievements. Just understanding. Just presence. Just the feeling that someone truly stays.😑❤️🩹
And maybe that’s the hardest part of it all… not the noise of the world, but the quiet thoughts when everything goes still.