They say, "You've just been quiet lately, and I smile. Because I don't know how to explain that I'm not in the best place mentally right now. I no longer find my favorite things exciting, and the colors I loved have faded into gray. Every day feels heavy with the same burdens and pressures. I don't ask for much anymore, just to feel okay, even for a moment. I wake up hoping today will be lighter, but it never really is. People think I'm just tired, and maybe I am, but it's more than that. It's exhaustion that sleep can't fix. So I stay quiet, smile when I can, and call it coping. But really, I'm just trying to hold myself together.