I’ve been the fixer, the strong one, the one who said, “I’m fine.” One day, sitting in traffic, I finally admitted out loud: “I’m not okay.” That broke the dam. I cried. I pulled over. I exhaled. That moment gave me permission to feel everything I’d shoved down for years.
Since then, I’ve been practicing listening—to myself. And I’ve learned that silence can be louder than words, and truth often waits quietly until you’re ready.
Quote:“Healing begins the moment you feel safe enough to feel.” – Vienna Pharaon
Mary Smith – Writer – Finance, Relationships, Our Companions, Art & Culture