The Days We Don’t Talk About
In today’s world, we have become experts at sharing happiness. Our timelines are filled with smiling photos, achievements, celebrations and beautiful moments. Social media especially has turned life into a highlight reel where everything looks perfect, polished, and peaceful. We are used to talking about good things, good days, and good news.
But rarely do we speak about the days that feel heavy for no visible reason the silent battles, the hidden scars and the fears we carry quietly within us.
Why is it that we hesitate to share our pain?
Maybe because we think no one will understand. Maybe because we fear being judged. Or maybe because we ourselves don’t fully understand what we’re feeling. Some struggles don’t come with a clear cause. There are days when nothing bad happens, no one says anything hurtful and yet your heart feels restless and your mind refuses to be calm. Those are the days that confuse us the most the days when everything looks fine from the outside but doesn’t feel fine inside.
A few years ago, just before Ramadan, I received news that shook me deeply: my mother was ill. Alhamdulillah, she recovered, and everything is okay now. It has been almost four years since that moment passed. Life moved on, circumstances improved and time did what it always does it kept going. But somehow, a part of me is still standing in that moment. It’s strange how the mind works. Even when reality changes, emotions sometimes stay frozen in a past fear.
Maybe it’s anxiety. Maybe it’s overthinking. Maybe it’s simply loving too deeply. I have realized that I tend to feel everything intensely I care too much, worry too much, love too much. For a long time, I thought this was a flaw. I thought something was wrong with me for feeling things so strongly. But now I’m beginning to understand that feeling deeply is not a weakness. It just means the heart is soft, sensitive and alive.
I’ve also learned that not every day will feel the same. Some days will be light, hopeful and easy. Others will feel heavy, slow and exhausting. And that doesn’t mean something is wrong with us it simply means we are human. Healing is not a straight line. Emotions don’t follow a schedule. Some days we feel strong and some days we just survive. Both days count.
Today was one of those difficult days for me. Nothing dramatic happened, yet everything felt overwhelming. And that’s okay. Because life isn’t about feeling perfect every day. It’s about continuing, even on the days when your heart feels tired.
Maybe we should start talking more about these days the quiet, complicated, invisible ones. Because the truth is, everyone has them. And sometimes, knowing that you’re not alone in your feelings is the most comforting thing in the world.


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