There’s usually a moment.
The shift from feeling things fully to shoving them down. From being present to going numb. From truth... to survival mode.
Maybe it was the job. Maybe it was parenthood .Maybe it was just life stacking up faster than you could process.
Here’s the thing: You don’t owe anyone your silence.
So let me ask you — and you can answer privately or in the thread — When did you start pretending you were okay?
And more importantly...What would it take to stop?