So I sit in the dark, having my phone in hand, wondering if you miss those conversations too.

I didn’t forget to reply.

I just didn’t know how to respond to someone who watched me fall apart.

You said “hey” like we didn’t die quietly between texts.

Like i didn’t cry over a one word answer.

Like you weren’t the reason I started triple checking if I’m being “too much.”

So no.

Im not ignoring you.

Im just done pretending.

Don’t you get it?

Im nothing!

You don’t know what it’s like to be worthless.

Where nothing you do matters.

I feel that way every day of my life.

Every damn day.

I’m not tough.

My heart drops to my stomach whenever someone I love seems off.

I self-sabotage.

I have the worst anxiety.

I constantly compare myself to others, and I worry I am not enough.

She was already carrying more than she ever admitted.

Silently fighting battles you never even noticed.

She was struggling to hold herself together.

Questioning her worth, drowning in overthinking, and stretched thin by life.