No One Knows This About Me

Dear Delyara, No one knows how close I came to giving up. Not in a dramatic way. Not in a way anyone would notice. Just quietly. Slowly. Like a light fading in a room no one walks into anymore. I kept showing up. Smiling. Working. Talking. But inside… I was disappearing. And the strangest part is — no one noticed. Or maybe they did. And didn’t know what to say.