I Told My Therapist Once, "i Don't Even Know Why This Hurts So Much. Nothing Terrible Really Happened." She Looked At Me And Said, "sometimes The Deepest Pain Comes From What Never Happened. The Love You Needed. The Words You Never Heard. The Closeness You Kept Waiting For:" And Suddenly It Made Sense. I Don't Remember Chaos. I Remember Silence. I Remember Feeling Alone Even When I Wasn't. I Remember Learning To Ask For Nothing, Because Needing Too Much Felt Like A Problem. I Wasn't Being Dramatic. I Was Remembering What It Feels Like To Slowly Disappear Inside.