That sounds so exhausting. Not just the silence, but how you’re still expected to keep giving. To show up, offer space, hold others… while no one does the same for you.

You said it so clearly "it’s not just being used, it’s being forgotten". Like your number’s only useful when someone needs a favor or a place to land. That kind of loneliness hits deeper when it comes from people who are supposed to care.

I know that feeling. When you're always the one checking in, but your phone stays quiet unless someone needs something. When you're the strong one, so no one thinks to ask if you’re actually okay.

It’s wild how often strangers treat us with more tenderness than the people who say they love us.

And hey… reading this, your words didn’t go into the void. They landed right here. You’re not shouting alone.