I learned early how to be strong.
Not admired strongânecessary strong.
This space exists for what had to be carried quietly.
This isnât performance.
Itâs release.

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I learned early how to be strong.
Not admired strongânecessary strong.
This space exists for what had to be carried quietly.
This isnât performance.
Itâs release.
the real exhaustion
wasnât from what happened.
it was from minimizing it.
from being told i was strong
instead of being asked if i was okay.
from carrying things well
and therefore being handed more.
strength is admirable.
but sometimes itâs just unacknowledged pressure.
i donât talk about what shaped me
because most of it doesnât sound dramatic when explained.
it just looked like being reliable.
being calm.
being âmature.â
it looked like handling things quietly
so no one else had to.
survival isnât always loud.
sometimes itâs just competence at the wrong age.
I donât miss who I was.
I miss how I felt.
I became strong
because I didnât have the option not to be.
Some grief doesnât cry.
It functions.
Numb wasnât the end.
It was the pause between surviving and choosing.
She didnât disappear.
She learned who didnât deserve access.