Shay

"Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood."

[umaymen]

Our Lord, accept [this] from us. Indeed You are the Hearing, the Knowing.         Quran (2,127)

[faramaiofnerdwoodforest]

“I wish I couldn’t feel anything, Sammy. I wish I couldn’t feel a damn thing.“

Dean revealing to Sam that he broke and became a torturer himself in hell

4x10 “Heaven and Hell”

[sh-almzq]

“I fear what I don't know.. l want someone to stay but I prepare for them to go. For a split second of time, I saw what love was and actually believed it could be mine.”

[umaymen]

This is from the favor of my Lord.

[sh-almzq]

It’s a quiet kind of weight—being the peacemaker.

Since childhood, you learn to read the room like a survival skill. You catch the subtle shifts in tone before voices even raise. You sense tension in silences, feel conflict ripple beneath polite smiles, and somehow, even when it’s not your fight, it becomes your responsibility.

You learn to shrink your own needs to make room for everyone else’s. You become the translator, the diffuser, the bridge. You mediate between siblings, soften your parents’ anger, and sometimes parent the ones who were supposed to parent you. Your words become tools to patch broken things. Your presence becomes a balm. And your smile—God, your smile becomes your armor.

But being the glue means you’re never allowed to fall apart. You carry wounds no one sees because they were too busy leaning on you. You bottle your own grief, your confusion, your exhaustion—because who else is going to hold it if not you?

You don’t get to be the storm. You have to be the calm after.

And the hardest part? Most people never realize the cost of that calm. They just expect it.

But you know. You’ve always known.

And maybe, just maybe, one day someone will look at you—not as the fixer, not as the strong one, not as the peace—but as the person who deserved peace too.

[sh-almzq]

There’s this constant sadness that accompanies my soul but I don’t know why..

Some days I’m used to it, fine with it, and there’re days when I completely shutdown.. soulless, hollow.

[sh-almzq]

When you have always been given crumbs and the bare minimum, it is hard to believe that you do deserve better and more. It takes time, but work to get there, honey.

[sh-almzq]

I know I don’t need to but I want to. I want to find and have my person.

[sh-almzq]

I don’t like when I see this anger comes out of me like that.

[sh-almzq]

I just want someone to choose me. To keep picking me. To make me the exception. Not an option but a priority.

[sh-almzq]

Losing days like that—feeling like time just slips away while you’re stuck in that shutdown state—it’s frustrating and lonely. I wish people cared enough to truly be there. Not just surface-level concern, but the kind where they notice when I’m withdrawing and actually want to understand and support me.

I think a lot of people don’t realize how much someone can be struggling beneath the surface, especially when that struggle looks like silence instead of obvious distress. It’s not fair that the burden of being understood falls on you when you’re already feeling disconnected.

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— R. Arnold

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— soulinkpoetry

[m00wd]

Sometimes you need to sleep, sleep a lot. Not to escape, but to rest your soul from your feelings. Because everything, absolutely everything devours you. Completely.

—Brain

[vexheart]

[resqectable]

“If you have been brutally broken, but still have the courage to be gentle to others then you deserve a love deeper than the ocean itself.”

— Nikita Gill

[beautifuldhikr]

rabbanā ẓalamnā anfusanā wa-in lam taghfir lanā watarḥamnā lanakūnanna mina l-khāsirīn.

"Our Lord, we have wronged ourselves, and if You do not forgive us and have mercy upon us, we will surely be among the losers." (7,23)