You know them.The ones who act like everything’s fine because falling apart isn’t an option. They laugh when they’re supposed to,Nod at the right times,And carry weight no one else can see. This one’s for them—The ones who hold it down,Even when their hands are shaking. Because sometimes, being strong just means you’re too tired to explain why you can’t fall apart.

You know them. The ones who act like everything’s fine because falling apart isn’t an option. They laugh when they’re supposed to, Nod at the right times, And carry weight no one else can see. This one’s for them— The ones who hold it down, Even when their hands are shaking. Because sometimes, being strong just means you’re too tired to explain why you can’t fall apart.

The Ones Who Held It Together

Real words for hidden struggles - on what hurts and how to live with it.
Easing your relationship with reality.
Strange poems, sharp insights, absurd tenderness.
Send me the struggle you can’t name — I’ll try to put words to it.
New long episodes weekly, and short daily notes on love, life, and the relationships with ourselves and others.

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Real words for hidden struggles - on what hurts and how to live with it. Easing your relationship with reality. Strange poems, sharp insights, absurd tenderness. Send me the struggle you can’t name — I’ll try to put words to it. New long episodes weekly, and short daily notes on love, life, and the relationships with ourselves and others.

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