Yes tonight, we feel deeply tired.
Not just physically tired but emotionally, mentally, and in that quiet place inside the soul that no one really sees.
The place that misses the love and tenderness and as usual still seeing the people outside getting married, be in love, have partners and achieve their professional dreams and at ease at least from the external
We feel sadness.
We feel heaviness.
We feel the kind of exhaustion that comes from carrying too much for too long
Some days I wonder how much more a person can hold while still smiling, still replying, still functioning, still pretending everything is “okay.”
And yet… somewhere inside all this pain, there is still a small part of us that has not died.
A small part that still hopes.
Still waits for relief.
Still believes that maybe peace can come, even if slowly.
Even if not tonight.
And that’s the real victory for us
I am not writing this because I have answers.
I’m writing this because I need to be honest.
Tonight we feel broken and hopeful at the same time.
Tired and still trying.
Heavy ….. but still here and still waiting
And we’re not alone
Maybe tonight we just survive gently.
Maybe that is enough for now.
I know that almost all of you used to be on antidepressants or even still on antidepressants and sedatives and maybe it’s been year that we’re on them and maybe there’s someone like me who’s 32 years old and has been on antidepressants for 18 years in a row and survived a commit suicide attempt
But even surviving itself is a victory
And whatever happened, still happen or even will happen will stay there, praying, waiting, hoping, and insisting to love the life and live happily despite all, we won’t die because we chose and determined to live under any circumstances
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