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Knock knock 👊
You rang?
Before I speak, I stop and see what kind of mind stands next to me. Not every ear is built to hear, not every heart invites what’s clear. Some fight to win, not to understand, they guard their views with closed-off hands. They hear reply, not truth or tone, they’re never wrong — they stand alone. So I don’t waste my breath on walls that echo back their borrowed calls. I’ve learned that silence can be wise when pride has sealed another’s eyes. Not every battle needs my voice, not every wrong demands a choice. Some peace is earned by walking past, by letting small minds hold their past. I don’t need wins that cost my calm, or words that leave my spirit harmed. I choose my ground, I choose my fight, I choose my sleep, my inner light. Because maturity is this: to know when truth would still be missed. And wisdom isn’t proving more — it’s knowing what you’re speaking for. So if your mind can’t bend or see, I won’t argue — I’ll stay free. I choose my peace, my quiet strength, not every point is worth the length.🖤
Fyodor Dostoevsky, from a letter featured in Letters of Fyodor Michailovitch Dostoevsky to his Family & Friends
“Stop worrying about someone that isn’t worried about you.”
— Unknown
one of the greatest tragedies in life is that you will always be loved more than you will ever know. someone in class finds your presence inviting and warm, even if you’ve only ever exchanged a few words with them—maybe none at all. someone on the street loves your smile and it gets them down the next few streets. someone you used to be friends with still wishes to fondly call your name. someone you used to be friends with five years ago would give anything to be in the same room as you today. someone who regularly comes into work is disappointed when you aren’t there to brighten their day. someone missed you today. someone noticed you were gone. someone loves you when you’re there; someone loves you when you’re nowhere to be found at all. you think you have always disappeared when you’re no longer in the picture, but you’ve never left the frame.
normalize removing yourself instead of matching their energy to fit in.
Having anxiety and depression is like being scared and tired at the same time. It's the fear of failure but no urge to be productive. It's wanting friends but hate socialising. It's wanting to be alone but not wanting to be lonely. It's caring about everything then caring about nothing. It's feeling everything at once then feeling paralysingly numb.