Is it easy to be strong? Is it easy to speak a thousand words silently in your mind when you could have expressed it aloud?
Is it easy to avoid showing what you are feeling inside, and to hide the pain behind a smile?
No, it’s not. Yet sometimes it’s the only way.
It’s a better way.
Silence is not a weakness, though many times it may appear to be. It’s your power to hone when it’s too painful to speak. When words alone aren’t enough and when you’re not sure what to say because you’re afraid. Afraid of the kind of reaction you’ll get when you’re being misunderstood.
Silence is necessary when you need to hide your vulnerability. It’s better than sounding weak. Or crazy. Because they will laugh at you and say you’re sensitive.
It’s necessary when you need to stay center so that the stronger force of negative energy doesn’t pull you away. When the world around you is spinning out of control. And all you do is cry behind closed doors while witnessing your heart-breaking stories parading before your eyes.
Silence doesn’t mean that person quits, it simply means that one doesn’t want to argue with people who just don’t want to understand.
Silence is ignorance. It saves you from further pain of rejection as you harden yourself while you’re taking in the things you don’t want to hear. As you soak your pillow with tears sobbing into the long nights. Being confused about what’s going on and not knowing what to do next. Not knowing if things will get better or worsen over time.
It’s the best thing to do when they are unaware of the pain they’ve caused you. When they are indifferent and don’t care if you’re okay. You know during these times it’s not worth the fight. It won’t help to scream or yell. It doesn’t pay to be defensive. So you turn to silence.
Silence is much better than communication when the truth is hard. And seeing that there is no hope and love is even harder, but you refuse to give up so you held on.
To remain in silence mean love. Because you loved so much that you understood how it feels to be hurt. You can’t bear for them to go through what you went through. They might not survive the ordeal. You don’t want them to feel that.
The real power of silence is to keep silent. The real power of silence is in the works of silence.
So you watch in silence, and you love in silence while nursing your own wounds. You protect your sanity and feeling grateful for the time you’ve invested without regret.
You’d rather suffer in silence. Going through what no one understands. It’s the way you convince yourself that you’re not upset or angry because you’re easing your discomfort. Finding your way out of the winding path of grief. Hoping that the path would somehow lead back to your heart.
It’s hard to swallow.
But it’s easier to be in silence than having to lie and asking for too much, knowing it won’t be granted.
It’s better than getting into an argument or debate that you just don’t care for right now. Neither do you have the energy to deal with something that does not lead to a fruitful end.