5. When You Have No One to Turn To — You Turn to Silence

The irony is that we often grow the most tired from trying to prove our worth.
And then, one day, we stop proving anything.
We just listen.

To silence.

Some conversations never begin.
Some end before they find a voice.
And some — the most important ones — happen in silence.

Silence isn’t absence.
Silence is the testimony of what has already been said.
Of what mattered — but was never returned.

When you no longer need to be understood,
when you don’t need anyone to admit what happened,
when you ask for nothing — no justice, no apology, no return —
only one thing remains: inner peace.

That’s not surrender.
That’s not escape.
It’s the moment you stop holding the door open for those who long ago left — or never truly entered.

Today, I leaned into silence.
Not as an answer — but as a space where I no longer lose myself.
I show up where I should, I stay present where it matters,
and I remain quiet where nothing grows anymore.

Sometimes the greatest act of strength is — not showing up.
Sometimes the purest love is — the one that asks for nothing in return.
And sometimes, when there’s no one left — you turn to silence.
And it finally hears you.

And sometimes, even the calendar isn’t indifferent.
It reminds you of a date you once celebrated,
but now you simply watch it pass — without ceremony, without pain, without words.

Only silence that knows — and nothing more.