I wanted to be invisible in a gentle way

Dear Delyara, Not erased. Not unseen in the cruel sense. I just didn’t want to be monitored by the world for a while. No one asking. No one checking. No one needing a version of me. No one reading my face like it owed them clarity. Today I wanted to move through a few hours without being emotionally available for interpretation. That’s the kind of tired I was. I think there’s a form of exhaustion that comes from being continuously noticeable. Today I felt that hard.