Hey There! Another day passes by. It’s just like yesterday, and the days before. So many people talk to me, relieve themselves of their endless pain just with a few words. A few words filled with either pain, joy or anger. I listen to them, of course. I listen to them until they have to go, keeping myself quiet unless it's words of encouragement, when I might not believe them myself. I think everyone should have someone to talk to, so I listen to them until they have no more words to say. I love how they trust me,I really do! It's wonderful knowing that I'm the one they come to when they’re hurt, when they're happy. But there's this darkness inside me- The need to be heard. The need to be seen. Not just as the friend who gives comfort, no, I want to be truly seen. The one who isn't stopped when she tries to talk, the one who doesn't have to suck it up just because another person wants to be heard. I want to be the one they see. I sit on my bed; my messy room covered with clothes and papers lying around everywhere. No one's messaged me yet, except for the landlord asking for rent. All the bills, all the people, it gets exhausting. But theres’ nothing I can do, nobody I can talk to. Even a therapist would be pricey! Just when I thought I should go sleep, considering no one really cares to check up on me, my phone buzzes and lights up a corner of the dark room. I wonder who it is, since it's almost 11 PM. So, I pick up the phone and see the notification is from my best friend -"Hey there! I noticed you looked tired today. Are you okay?” I just stare at the message for a while. Maybe for a few minutes. I don't remember the last time someone asked me. I unconsciously smile. Who wouldn't? In a world where you felt dark, suffocated, it feels good to find someone who cares. It might be just a flicker of light, but it’s enough to light up the darkness of your heart.
Anushka Karan 8J
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