Just because I carry it well doesn't mean it isn't heavy. People often think that if someone looks okay on the outside, then they must be okay on the inside too. But the truth is, just because someone handles everything quietly doesn't mean they are not struggling. Just because I carry it well doesn't mean the weight is not there. I'm usually the one people lean on, the one who listens, comforts, and stays strong for others. But sometimes, being the strong one becomes exhausting too. It becomes hard to admit that I'm tired or that I need help too. So I carry my pain in silence and keep going. Not because it's easy, but because I have learned how to survive while hurting.