I needed one thing to go gently

Dear Delyara, Today I think what I wanted most was not success. Just gentleness. One conversation. One task. One interaction. One journey home. One meal. One room. Something that didn’t ask more than it needed to. Something that did not become emotionally expensive. Something that let me move through it without getting scraped open by the effort of being alive inside it. I got that, briefly, in the evening. A very simple quiet moment. I noticed it immediately. Maybe because my system is so used to bracing that gentleness now feels almost surprising.