The Noise Within
THE “NOISE” WITHIN The voices in my head that never really go silent. Some whisper doubts, others shout regrets. They carry the weight of my past, the anxiety of my future, and the confusion of the present. At times, they argue with each other; one pulling me towards healing, the other drowning me in fear. Some voices sound like people I’ve lost, some like the parts of me I’ve tried to forget. They remind me of mistakes, of what I should have said, of what I should never have done. And yet, amidst this chaos, there’s always a softer voice trying to break through; one that says I’m still here, still trying, still worthy. It’s not madness. It’s just me, unfolding. I am slowly unfolding myself, layer by layer, like pages of a story I never had the courage to read. Each emotion, each memory, each scar. It reveals a part of me I once hid to protect my softness. It’s not easy to meet your own truths, to face the versions of you that you abandoned just to be accepted or loved. But I’ve r...