The Weight of
Silent Hurt
Sometimes, the pain doesn’t come from strangers. It comes from the people you trust the most, the ones you hold closest to your heart. It’s a strange kind of ache not sharp, but heavy, lingering. When you care deeply for someone, you naturally expect a certain kind of care in return. Not because it’s demanded, but because it feels natural when hearts are connected. And yet, there are moments when your own importance in their life suddenly feels uncertain. When choices are made, words are said, and actions are taken that leave you standing quietly on the sidelines, wondering
where you really stand.
It's not just the act itself that hurts it's the realization that maybe your place in their world isn't as strong as you believed. That for someone else, your feelings can be brushed aside so easily. The warmth you carried begins to cool, replaced by questions you never wanted to ask. You start to wonder if you ever mattered enough. You replay moments, conversations, laughter trying to find signs, clues, anything that makes sense of the emptiness now sitting
in your chest.
And in that silence, you
try tostay
strong, convincing yourself
to not let bitterness take over....
You remind yourself of your own worth, of the love you are capable of giving, even if it wasn’t fully seen or valued. Because in the end, your heart still beats with honesty, even if someone else couldn’t hold it with the care it deserved....!
Purple heart....
