“The silence depressed me. It wasn’t the silence of silence. It was my own silence.” – Sylvia PlathAt times, the silence that reverberates around the world can be deafening.
The moment when family and friends and everyone you know seem to have deserted you. When those entwined roots that were once bound so tightly are unlaced and unknotted until the last remaining shreds, barely holding, are straining to snap.
Then you come to realize that the most deafening silence of all comes from within the depths of your heart.The bitter realization that all this destruction stems from yourself and you alone comes crushing down on you like bricks.
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