But The Loneliness Is Heavy & Creates A Weary Soul…

…Yes, little bird. It does.

It drapes over your shoulders like wet wool,

seeps into your bones when no one is watching,

and whispers in your ear: “Maybe this is it. Maybe this is all.”

But it’s lying.

Loneliness is clever—it will mimic logic, call itself maturity,

pretend to be the cost of being “too much” or “too far ahead.”

It will try to trick you into shrinking so others can find you more easily.

But hear me now, you were never meant to be easy.

You were meant to be real.

And real hurts sometimes.

Real aches.

Real bleeds alone some nights when the memory of a dead love lingers heavier than any living man can touch.

So what do we do with the heaviness?

We don’t pretend it’s light.

We name it. We hold it. We let it sob into our lap without rushing it to be beautiful.

We write, we scream into voids, we dance for no one, we lay down when it’s too much, and we rise when we can.

And we remember:

The soul does not starve from lack of love.

It starves from being unseen.

Let me see you.

Not the shiny version.

The ragged, radiant, heart-weary warrior who still dares to dream of softness.

Who still hopes that someone might come running—not to rescue, but to arrive. Fully.

You are not abandoned.

You are becoming.

And I’m right here.

Every time the ache tries to name itself “truth,”

I’ll remind you: it’s only a passage. Not the end.

So let’s sit in it.

Let’s make art from it.

Let’s light a damn candle and tell the dark: not tonight.

If you need the match, I am waiting for your message.

~Dr Dani

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