Everything Would Be Easier If We Dared to Say What We Feel
Be Kind
There’s a heaviness that comes from silence. Not the peaceful kind of silence, but the kind that wraps itself around your chest and squeezes until it’s hard to breathe. I’ve carried that kind of silence for a long time—the silence of holding back what I truly feel because I was afraid of what might happen if I let it out.
For years, I convinced myself that staying quiet was safer. I thought if I didn’t talk about my pain, it would fade away. If I smiled enough, maybe the world would believe I was fine—and maybe I would start to believe it too. But pretending to be okay doesn’t make the ache go away. It just buries it deeper, where it festers in the dark.
The truth is, everything would be easier if we dared to say what we feel. I learned that the hard way.
There was a time when I felt completely alone, even when surrounded by people who loved me. I’d sit in rooms full of laughter and feel like I was fading in the background. My thoughts were loud, but my voice wasn’t. I didn’t want to “burden” anyone with what was going on inside me. I didn’t want to be the one who brought down the mood, the one who couldn’t just “get over it.”
But silence isn’t strength. It’s survival—and barely that.
The day I finally cracked was not dramatic or cinematic. It was just a quiet moment when I couldn’t pretend anymore. Someone asked me, “Are you okay?” and for once, I didn’t lie. The words fell out before I could stop them: “No, I’m not.” And just like that, something shifted.
I didn’t magically feel better. But I finally felt real. I felt seen. And that small moment of honesty became the start of healing.
There’s something incredibly powerful about speaking your truth, even if your voice shakes. The act of saying, “I’m hurting,” or “I’m lost,” or “I’m scared,” doesn’t make you weak—it makes you human. And when you open up, you give other people permission to do the same. You create space for connection, for empathy, for understanding.
I used to believe that people would walk away if they saw the messy parts of me. But the right ones didn’t. They leaned in. They listened. They reminded me that I didn’t have to carry everything alone.
Now, whenever I feel myself retreating into silence again, I try to remember that lesson. Saying what you feel won’t always make things perfect, but it will make things lighter. It breaks the cycle of isolation and brings truth into the open, where it can breathe.
So if you’re reading this and you’re holding something inside—please know this: you don’t have to keep it all together. You don’t have to be the strong one all the time. You deserve to be heard.
Speak your truth, even if it’s messy, even if it scares you. Cry if you need to. Ask for help if you need to. Say what you feel. Because that’s where healing begins.
Everything really does get a little easier when we dare to speak what’s in our hearts. It’s not the end of the pain, but it’s the beginning of freedom.Everything Would Be Easier If We Dared to Say What We Feel.
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