Strangers’ Day

Anonymous

I didnt mean to become someone who disappears.

That is my biggest red flag.

I leave not in the obvious ways but in the subtle ones, texts left unread, calls ignored like they never rang. I cancel plans without an excuse, fade into the background of group chats and missed events. I laugh less, talk even less than that. It’s easier to ghost than explain how heavy my chest feels. I leave messages half-typed, delete them before I hit send, telling myself they don’t care anyway. I let the days blur together, sleep in too late or not at all. I pretend I’m fine.

I’m a junior in college already. And its probably too late to find my way back.

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