Some will not see past your clothes or your smooth skin.
Some will not recognize the lie when you claim to be well.
Some will not see the pain in your eyes, the weight on your shoulders, how fast you are falling or how deep you are in the murk when you claim to be well.
Some will not recognize your disconnection from the world even after you disappear for days.
Some will not hear the thud when you hit bottom.That’s fine…….We are not here to hold grudges; we are here to give and be love. We are not living to keep count of those who are noticing the falls; because we are not destined for falling. We are here to conquer and rise. We are not here to earn sympathy; we are here to spread kindness and make way for those who are coming after us. We are not here to harden our hearts because no one is noticing our falls or the desperate need for attention; we are here to fill our hearts with joy.
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