The Quiet Storm Within

No one knows how tired I really am. I move through the day smiling, speaking, and helping, yet inside I feel myself unravelling piece by piece. Some nights, I lie awake with my mind racing and my body aching, wondering if anyone would notice the weight I quietly carry. This silent breakdown, the one that leaves no marks and makes no sound, is heavy, relentless, and lonely.

Maybe you feel this, too. Maybe you’ve smiled through your tears, carried burdens no one can see, and whispered to yourself, “I’m okay,” when you’re not. You are not alone. Even when it feels like the world cannot see you, your struggle is valid, your exhaustion is real, and your heart is brave for surviving another day.

Hold on. Give yourself grace. Even the quietest storms eventually find calm.

-Oluwademilade From MANI