The Quiet Griefs We Carry... Healing wounds that were never your fault to begin with. Friendships that simply drifted away, without even a moment of goodbye. Realising the person you fell in love with was never truly who you believed them to be. Losing people who are still alive, yet no longer yours. Being the strong one for so long that no one thinks to ask if you're okay. Being everyone's "safe place" while having none of your own. Letting go of the past and learning to accept life as it is. Honouring the younger self who had to grow up far too quickly. Always being the one who understands, yet never the one understood. Looking at old photographs and wishing you could step back into those moments, just once more. Losing pieces of yourself just to fit into someone else's world. Collapsing quietly while no one notices. Saying "I'm fine" with a chest full of heaviness because no one ever truly cared enough to stay. Longing for the simple little things that once brought you so much joy. Releasing dreams you carried for years. Allowing a chapter to end without receiving the closure you deserved. And grieving the countless versions of yourself that had to die for you to become the person you are today.