We give pieces of it away until there is barely anything left for ourselves. ✨ The Cost of Silent Endurance
When we stop treating our heart like a fragile, living thing, it usually becomes one of three things: Men Bu Ureyimi Urek Kimi Saxlamadim
Living with a heart that has been forced to be "more than a heart" is exhausting. We often prioritize the happiness of others over our own peace. We smile when we want to cry. We say "I'm fine" when we are breaking inside. We give pieces of it away until there