The Year I Went Quiet
I didn’t write at all in 2025 on my blogger page. Not because I didn’t have thoughts. Not because I didn’t have feelings. But because my mind was fighting a battle I didn’t understand. Coming home from studying abroad was supposed to feel like comfort. Graduation was supposed to feel like accomplishment. Moving into a new place was supposed to feel like independence. Being in love was supposed to feel safe. Instead, it felt like everything was slipping through my fingers. I’ve always been known as the happy one. The emotional one. The girl who feels everything deeply. I love that about myself — my heart is big. I care hard. I love loudly. But what I didn’t realize was that when you feel everything deeply, you also feel the lows deeply. After coming back from abroad and stepping into post-grad life, something shifted. I was smiling in photos. I was spending time with people I love. I was building a life. And yet, underneath it all, there was this quiet fear. That ev...