I always thought that if I ignored the things that hurt me, they would go away. It worked for a while—at least that’s what I told myself. But then, small things started affecting me in big ways. A friend not replying to my texts felt like rejection. A simple mistake at work made me feel like a complete failure. I kept brushing it off until one day, I couldn’t anymore.
When I finally spoke to someone about it, I realized I had been carrying years of unspoken hurt. It wasn’t just about the small things; it was about everything I had buried deep down. The weight I had been carrying for so long started to lift, little by little. That’s when I understood—healing begins when you stop pretending you’re okay.