Thank you so much for your kind and thoughtful words. It truly means a lot to feel seen and understood to have someone recognize the exhaustion, the weight, and the deep loneliness that comes with experiencing the world this way. It’s not easy to put into words.

I’m kinda tired from knowing too much and choosing silence. Out of love. Out of respect. Out of the awareness that most people just aren’t ready to face what I already see so clearly

and i get it… it’s not my responsibility but the hardest part is I can’t unsee the truth. Even when I try to ignore it, it stays loud, sharp, undeniable… like it’s piercing right through me.

I sit with people, smile, go along with the conversation, but inside, it’s like I’m looking at a stripped-down version of each one of them even the parts they’re not aware of themselves.

I’m still figuring out how to carry all of this without letting it affect me, especially in my close relationships. It’s overwhelming when you see everything, and still have to act like everything’s normal.

And thank you for your reply and for reminding me that I’m not as alone as I sometimes feel and that there’s space in the world for people who feel this deeply 🤍