Day365 #MyMOMah
365 nights… and every single one felt heavy. Sadness became my routine, loneliness became my shadow. Nothing eased my mind. Nothing.
There were nights I couldn’t even breathe properly. Grief hits in waves, and somehow every wave felt bigger than the last.
#EidMubarak!
Another Eid without my mom.
Everything feels quieter, and emptier.
I smile with everyone, but inside I still hear her last words echoing.
Some losses never really fade.
💔
@elonmusk 3 of them are not same thing.
X is not an instant messaging tool.
So do not compare them.
Most of my family members don't use X but they use WhatsApp or signal to communicate with others.
Also they don't have unnecessary ads, push notifications by default.
Day 424 #MyMOMah
Survived another birthday without the person who brought me into this world.
It’s my second birthday without her.
I smiled, I cut cake, but inside… everything was quiet and broken.
Nobody will ever understand what’s going on inside me.
still looking for her, still waiting for a warmth that isn’t coming back.
If there’s one thing I learned, love doesn’t fade, grief doesn’t follow a timeline. I’m still surviving… somehow. And mom, I hope you’re proud of me, even from afar.
Day365 #MyMOMah
365 nights… and every single one felt heavy. Sadness became my routine, loneliness became my shadow. Nothing eased my mind. Nothing.
There were nights I couldn’t even breathe properly. Grief hits in waves, and somehow every wave felt bigger than the last.
Some days I tried to be okay… other days I couldn’t even pretend. But the one truth that stayed constant through all of it, I miss my mom more than anything.
A whole year passed, but my heart stayed in the same place…