Do you know what it’s like to have everything — and yet, feel like you have no one?
To be surrounded by people, but feel more alone than ever? It’s the worst feeling, one that sinks into your soul and refuses to leave. You try to hold on to hope, telling yourself that maybe someone will see you, someone will understand. But they don’t. And you keep it all bottled inside, with no one to share the weight of it.

It’s strange, isn’t it? We give so much of ourselves to people. We pour time into them, effort into making them smile, making them feel seen, feel loved. Why? Because we know what it’s like to feel invisible. We know the agony of feeling unwanted, of craving a kind word or just someone to ask, “Are you okay?” That’s why we push so hard to make others happy. We don’t want them to feel what we’ve felt, to be lost in the darkness we know too well.

But the hardest part? It’s when you realize that all your efforts… go unnoticed. The one person you try so hard for doesn’t even see it. And on the days when you’re the one falling apart — when you need a little bit of comfort, just a small conversation to lift you up — they’re nowhere to be found. You sit there, exhausted, hoping for a little kindness. Just a word. But it never comes.

And that’s when it hits you: This isn’t fair.
Why do we break ourselves to make others whole? Why do we stay up late thinking about their happiness, when they won’t even spare a moment for us? Why do we try to fix others so they don’t feel the way we’ve felt — only to find that no one cares when we need the same? It’s like screaming into an empty room, hoping that someone will hear. But the silence always answers.

I write this with tears I can’t stop, because it feels like the world keeps telling us to keep giving, keep loving, keep sacrificing. But what about us? What about the moments we need a hand, a shoulder, just someone to notice? It feels like we’re the ones giving everything, only to end up with nothing.

I don’t know if anyone will ever understand this. Maybe they’ll just scroll past, or tell me to stop being emotional. But if you’re reading this and you’ve felt the same way — if you know what it’s like to give everything and still feel empty — just know: I see you. You’re not alone, even though it feels that way.

Sometimes, it hurts so much you wonder if anyone will ever care the way you do. But don’t stop being kind. Don’t stop loving. Even when it hurts, there’s beauty in the way your heart keeps giving. And maybe — just maybe — someone will see your light one day. And they’ll understand what no one else ever did.

Until then, keep going. Keep being you. Even when they don’t see it, you are enough.