We don't talk enough about the people who are always there for everyone else.
Sometimes they're the loneliest person in the room.
Some conversations are too heavy for a comment section.
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human beings often confuse
what feels familiar with what feels true
โช๏ธthe hardest beliefs to question are the ones you never chose
โช๏ธyou inherited them
no one talks about how draining it is when your mood constantly switches between "keep going, it will get better" and "i can't do this anymore, im about to give up." it's like living in emotional whiplash. one hour you're hopeful, the next you're spiraling
Nobody prepares you for this:
becoming everyone's comfort but your own.
The people who carry others often become experts at hiding how heavy it has become.
When was the last time someone asked how you were really doing?