Behind closed doors

I feel everything too deeply but you'd never know. I'm the quiet daughter, the distant friend. They joke about how cold I am, and I laugh, because it's easier than explaining the ache.
Most days, I move through life like I'm not even there. Smiling when I need to. Nodding at the right times. Inside, I'm unraveling quietly...no scenes, no drama. Just... survival.

This isn't a cry for help. It's just the truth behind the silence.

‼️TW‼️