They say you handled it so well. But no one saw the way a single word, or one unexpected moment, shattered you. No one heard the sound of your heart cracking quietly inside your chest. How close you came to losing your mind. How your spark dimmed. How you wore a wide smile just to hide the ache. How you had to clench your jaw and breathe deeply just to stop the tears from falling when your eyes began to sting. All this hidden suffering... yet people call you strong, as if it's a badge of honour. But the truth is, you didn't handle it well. It tore you apart. There were times when it swallowed you whole. But you should not be ashamed for any of it. There are some things in life we're not equipped to handle. Some moments are too heavy. Some wounds cut too deep. And yes, eventually, we do find our way again. No soul is burdened beyond what it can bear. But it's still okay if, in that moment, you feel completely lost. If despair overshadows hope. That is not weakness. Let it all move through you. You don't have to handle it well. You just have to hold on.