Pain and loneliness often come together.
As if they were holding hands.
One knocks on your heart.
The other knocks on your door.

You can be among people, at work, in correspondence,
but inside it is still quiet.
So quiet that you can hear your own thoughts too loudly.
And among them is one question:
“Who really needs me?”
Loneliness is not just an empty sofa next to you.
It is emptiness inside.
When even those closest to you don't feel you.
When you smile, and no one asks if it's a real smile.
When you want to scream,
but you realize that no one will hear you.
And the pain becomes familiar.
You wake up with it. You fall asleep with it.
You live. You pretend that everything is fine.
But inside, it hurts.
And yet...
it is in loneliness that we get to know ourselves.
It is in pain that we grow.
We understand who we are.
Who our true friends are.
And what is really important.
Pain and loneliness are not enemies.
They are like shadow and light.
They come so that you learn
to hold your own hand when no one else does.
💬 And one day you will wake up, and it will be easier.
Not because someone came.
But because you stayed.
You endured. You became stronger.
You did not disappear from yourself.
And that is the beginning of a new chapter.