28/09/2025
Sometimes the silence feels too big.
Like you're floating in a space between worlds â
watching life happen through windows,
hearing laughter that doesn't include you.
Your phone lights up with other people's joy,
and you smile, heart aching,
wondering when you became the observer
instead of the participant.
"When did I become so far away?"
But here's what loneliness doesn't tell you:
It's not proof you don't belong.
It's proof you're brave enough to feel.
đ Loneliness is love with nowhere to go.
That ache? It's your capacity for connection, waiting. It's beautiful, even when it hurts.
𪜠You haven't disappeared.
Even when you feel invisible, you're still here. Still breathing. Still mattering in ways you can't see.
đ¸ Small moments count.
The barista's smile. Your neighbour's wave. The way sunlight finds your face. A wagging tail! Connection lives in tiny places too.
đŤ Your sensitivity is a gift.
You feel deeply because you love deeply. The world needs hearts like yours.
Loneliness isn't your forever address.
It's a weather pattern, passing through.
And while you wait for it to shift,
you can be tender with yourself.
You can remember:
being alone doesn't mean being unloved.
Tonight, you are held â
by the earth beneath you,
by the breath in your lungs,
by the quiet knowing that you belong here.
Even in the silence.
Especially in the silence.
Jess (and Ricky the dog!)x