Reflections

When words aren’t heard: The silent breakdowns – a letter from the shadows

Good day everyone! I hope you are having a good week!
This post is a little different from what I normally would share so I sincerely hope you enjoy it. This blog is written in the form of a letter. It could be to a loved one or even a stranger – I don’t know! But the reason for this is because I feel sometimes we struggle to find the words to express how we really feel. This letter is not only for me, but for you as well. Maybe I speak for you or for a friend, family, colleague etc. But above all, this is for those who resonate with the feelings and emotions displayed in this piece and I hope it brings some peace to whoever reads this. God bless x

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To whom this may concern,

I hope this letter finds you well. I’m grateful for the opportunity to express the complex emotions that have been dancing through my life.

There are times when the weight of the world feels overwhelming, and silence becomes both a refuge and a prison. In these quiet moments alone, I grapple with unspoken struggles, not out of distrust or a lack of value for our relationship, but from a desire to avoid becoming a burden. I cherish our connection deeply and fear that my challenges might overshadow the joy we share.

I’ve become skilled at hiding the depth of my mental, emotional, and spiritual exhaustion. This isn’t a facade but a shield to protect you from the chaos inside me. I understand you have your own struggles, and I don’t want to add mine to your load. So, in solitude, I face my battles alone, trying to weather the storm by myself.

There is a certain safety in silence, a way of sparing us both from the difficulty of conveying and understanding my inner turmoil. It’s not about mistrust or disbelief in your ability to understand, but rather an acknowledgment of the complex nature of my feelings. Sometimes, silence feels like the only way to protect us both from the challenge of articulating emotions I myself struggle to grasp

I often wrestle with the desire to speak up, to share the fragments of my soul that are scattered like pieces of a puzzle I can’t seem to piece together. But the fear of wasting your time, coupled with the overwhelming challenge of translating the chaos within me into coherent words, keeps me anchored in silence. It’s not that I don’t want to express myself; I simply lack the vocabulary to articulate the ineffable.

I share this not as a plea for rescue or a demand for understanding but as a window into the shadows where I navigate these silent breakdowns. It’s a vulnerable admission that, despite the silence, my struggles are real and profound. Your presence in my life is a blessing and though I may not always articulate it, your existence brings a measure of comfort.

Thank you for being a pillar of strength, even when you may not fully comprehend the battles I face.

Love,
Sianne
xo

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