Unseen Wounds
“Healing what they couldn’t see. Becoming who God always knew.”
Category: love
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We live in a world where everyone wears masks — some worn out of necessity, others out of fear. These masks blur the lines between who people really are and who they show to the world. Why is it so hard to see the truth in others? Because truth is messy. It’s wrapped in pain,…
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Why Can’t the Truth Be Seen — But Not the Truth? There’s a heavy kind of loneliness that comes from carrying a truth no one else seems to see. You speak it softly, shout it inside your mind, live it every day — but it passes like a ghost through the world around you. Why…
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I am the wound you try to hide — Not because I am small, but because I am enormous. I am the scream trapped beneath a smile, The bitter taste on your tongue that no water can wash away. I am the weight that crushes your chest at midnight, The tremor in your hands when…
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When He Calls, the Hole Reminds Me When the phone lights up with his name, I still feel it — that drop in my stomach, like someone pulled the floor out from under me. It’s not love. It’s not excitement. It’s the hole. The hole isn’t something I can point to on my body. It’s…
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You never think the person you love will become the one who teaches you how to live without them. I didn’t, at least. I thought love was enough — that if you gave your whole heart, they’d hold it carefully forever. But sometimes, people don’t leave because they stop loving you. Sometimes, they leave because…
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Fighting With What Is Not Him I wasn’t fighting him— I was wrestling a ghost Wearing his face. A shadow stitched From fragments of who I hoped he’d become. He stood there, Empty eyes in a body present But never with me. I reached for warmth And held onto frost. I kept rewriting the silence,…
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There was a night not too long ago when I found myself sitting in the dark, phone in hand, staring at a message I didn’t send. I typed it out three times. Backspaced. Typed it again. I didn’t want to scare anyone—I just wanted someone to know that I wasn’t okay. But the truth? I…
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The Moment I Let Go There was a night I thought would change everything. I had finally reached a point where I felt safe enough to let my guard down. Safe enough to give myself—not just in the physical sense, but in that deeper, soul-bearing way that only happens when you believe you’re truly seen.…
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Introduction: The Battle No One Sees We don’t talk enough about the kind of pain that doesn’t look dramatic from the outside — the kind that lives in the small, invisible moments. Like when you’re giving life everything you’ve got… and it still feels like you’re falling short. This post is for that kind of…
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When You Can’t Find the Words for the Pain There was a night I won’t forget — not because of a sudden tragedy, but because of the stillness. I didn’t cry. I didn’t scream. I didn’t even move. I just lay there on the floor. The carpet against my skin felt far away, like I…
Unseen Wounds 