Solitude isn’t the enemy, but silence can be. We hide behind forced smiles, convincing ourselves no one would understand. The weight of unspoken pain doesn’t get lighter by pretending it isn’t there. Darkness waits for the moments we refuse to speak. Sit with it if you must, but don’t let it take your voice. Being alone is okay, but being unheard is not. Even shadows fade when met with light. Ab Nocte Uniti
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