Born in Chaos

How would you describe your life in words? Ever thought about it? Strange question, right? But somewhere in the back of our minds, it lingers — If I were to describe my life... how would I? What words could possibly match my thoughts, my feelings? Are words even enough? Do they truly carry the power to let someone understand what I’ve been through — what it felt like to live in my shoes? Look around — everyone’s carrying something. Not everyone lives the life they want. And we can’t compare our pain to others either. Because somewhere, someone is living a more miserable life than we are. There’s no scoreboard for suffering. So we learn to carry our burdens silently — without bragging or screaming for attention. But solitude can be painful. Not being able to express what we’re going through… slowly dying in our own thoughts. Some people feel everything — all at once. Especially the ones who overthink. The ones who keep things to themselves. They don’t like crowds because silence has bec...