the hardest part of being emotionally intelligent is that you are always willing to understand things from everyone's perspective, but they often can't give that same understanding back to you. you spend so much time making sure people feel heard, cared for, and understood. but when it's finally your turn to speak, it feels like no one is really listening. they don't notice when you're hurting. they forget you have feelings too. they forget that you also need someone to ask how you are, someone who listens without judging. and that's the part no one sees. the one who understands everyone is often the one who feels most alone.