Have you noticed?…???… I don’t think you have. Or maybe you have, just not in a way that’s been said out loud. But I don’t tell you everything anymore.

Not because I don’t want to. Just because somewhere along the way, it stopped feeling easy. It used to feel natural. Now it is filtered.

Like I could say something without thinking too much about it. Now I pause. I think about whether it’s worth bringing up. Whether it’s going to turn into something bigger. Whether I’ll end up explaining myself again.

And sometimes… I just don’t have the energy for that. So I keep it to myself. The small things. The things that bothered me. The things that didn’t sit right but didn’t feel “big enough” to say. And it builds. Not in a dramatic way.

And I don’t think you see that part. How much I’ve stopped sharing because it started to feel easier to hold it in than to go through it out loud.