You were gone when the world turned to silence and darkness. You left just when I needed closeness the most. Why? The question has no immediate answers, but it opens up space for reflection. This space was empty for a long time, but it was in this emptiness that something new began. From absence, strength was born. From silence, a voice was formed. From abandonment, an independence emerged, which today does not need confirmation from outside.
You were not there when fear paralyzed me and when the nights were longer than the days. That was when I truly understood for the first time how loud the darkness can be when there is no one to silence it. I was left alone with my thoughts, with restlessness and the sound ofquestions without answers. But it was in this silence that something crucial happened. Because you left me alone with the darkness, I learned to walk without your map.
I learned to listen to my own footsteps, to trust one's own judgment and find my way to myself without the guidance of others. Solitude was not a gift, but it was a teacher who knew no mercy. It did not comfort me, it did not make my path easier, but it shaped me.
I could only rely on myself.
When I needed a hand to hold, there was none. Instead, I was forced to seek support within myself, where I had not known or wanted to see it before. The pain that came with it did not disappear overnight. It was persistent, quiet, and demanding, but it taught me something essential: how to calm myself without the comfort of others and how to heal wounds without external promises.
This process was not quick, but it was reliable. From helplessness, she was slowly born internal stabilityI realized that power is not always loud and that it is most often born where there is no one left to replace it.
Selfishness was your other name
You weren't there when I was struggling, but your absence showed me the truth about yourself. You revealed how often you only see your own needs and how rarely do you understand pain that you have not experienced. This realization was not easy, but it was necessary.
It taught me to distinguish between empty words and real actions, between promises and presence. It taught me to build relationships on clear foundations, without illusions and without the need to prove my worth to those who are not ready to see it.
Silence became the path
When I couldn't rely on you, I learned to rely on oneself. I searched for answers within myself, solving puzzles without help. You didn't disappear from my story, but you unintentionally gave it depth. You showed me everything right by showing me nothing.
I found clarity in silence. I learned to distinguish between noise and essence, between what hurts and what healsThe silence wasn't empty, it was a space in which I could finally hear myself.
I stopped waiting. I stopped believing that someone else would come along and do it. order in my chaos.
Since then, I know something very simple: who stays when it's not easy, and who disappears when it gets serious. You can't read this knowledge in a book and no one can whisper it to you. It only comes through experience.
Today I no longer seek validation, explanations, or apologies. I only seek presence. And if there is none, I move on.
From emptiness grew strength. From pain, understanding. And from loss, something permanent – a different me.
