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That laughter did not just echo in the air...

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There was a time I spoke of my dreams the way a child speaks of the stars softly, innocently, with affection in my voice.  I shared them not as a burden, not as a demand, but simply as a piece of my heart. And somewhere along the way, my dreams were misunderstood, and the very thing I had trusted with affection  was turned into something to laugh at. That laughter did not just echo in the air, it echoed inside my chest. And something fragile within me shattered quietly. My intention had been pure. My words had been gentle. But still, they were misunderstood. So slowly I learned to hold my heart back, to keep my dreams folded within my silence. Today, while standing in prayer, I spoke of those same dreams again but this time only to Allah. And suddenly I understood something. Those dreams were never meant to be carried by the world. Where my sincerity was misunderstood, Allah understood it before I even spoke. Where my heart once felt small, He made it feel seen. For I always k...
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It's so difficult to describe depression to

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It's so difficult to describe depression to someone who's never been there, because it's not sadness. I know sadness. Sadness is to cry and to feel. But it's that cold absence of feeling that really hollowed-out feeling. -J.K. Rowling My take on it- That cold, hollow feeling can make you believe that nothing will ever change, that this emptiness is all there is. But even in that quiet numbness, there is still a small part of you that wants relief, that wants warmth again, and that part matters. Depression may take your energy, your colors, your sense of yourself, but it cannot take your ability to heal. Feelings can return slowly, like the first light before sunrise. You might not notice it at first a tiny spark of interest, a moment of calm, a breath that feels a little lighter but those small moments are signs that you are still here, still capable of feeling, still capable of hope. You are not broken. You are tired, you are hurting, and you are human. And being hum...
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