Jul 28, 2024
I had reached a point that I no longer had anything left to say, not only because I knew the best course of action was to be still but also because I had no desire to put myself in the crosshairs of anyone else's ulterior motives. I was done, drained, and deeply depressed. I couldn't trust people with my pain because I knew that if my vulnerability was manipulated one more time, I wouldn't be able to handle it. In response, I said nothing while people assumed and said everything. I allowed my silence and absence to be misinterpreted, not because I feared facing others, but because I feared further losing my mind, my faith, and myself.
Morgan Richard Olivier - the tears that taught me
