We all need even just one person we can talk to. someone we can be real with. Because behind every smile, there could be a silent battle. Behind every laugh, there might be a story of strength. We never really know how people manage to keep going, how they fight their battles silently, how they survive every single day. That’s why kindness matters. That’s why listening matters. And that’s why rest matters.🤍
Hi people on earth! Allow me to share my day today. I’m Grace Ann and you can call me @annie07 by chance.🌷
This morning, I woke up around 9 AM to the gentle sound of rain falling outside my window. The weather was cold, gray, and perfect for a day. The weather was cold and gloomy, but it made my sleep feel so peaceful and comforting. When I got up, I immediately noticed how cold the day felt. Still, I felt a strange excitement because I thought we had class today. As tiring as school can be, there’s always a part of me that looks forward to it. The routine and just being in that learning environment. But just as I was starting to get ready, our principal announced that classes would be suspended due to the bad weather.
I was a bit disappointed at first, but I understood it was for our safety. But then, after a few seconds of silence, I realized… this was a gift. A day off. A rare pause in my always busy schedule. Since I usually don’t like eating early in the morning, I stayed in bed and fell back asleep. I ended up sleeping until 1 PM, and for once, I didn’t feel guilty about it. It was what my body needed. Sometimes we don’t realize how much our minds and hearts need rest until we’re forced to stop.
Just as I was getting up again, I got a message from one of my closest childhood friends cherry. We’ve known each other for so long, and even though we don’t get to spend much time together like we used to, the connection is still there. She asked me if I wanted to go have coffee, and honestly, my first reaction was hesitation. It had been so long since I last went out just for fun. The last time I hung out like that was a year ago. This year has been so heavy. Every day, I’m juggling school from morning to afternoon, and in the evening, I help out in my parents’ business. It’s exhausting. My schedule leaves barely any space for myself.
But something about her message felt like a sign. Like God, was telling me:
“You deserve to take a break.”
So, I replied I was free. I said yes.
When I got ready and finally stepped outside, I realized how much I missed being out. and for the first time in a long time, I felt a little bit like me again. not the busy student, not the hardworking daughter, just me.
As we entered the coffee shop, the place was quiet, with just a few people around, and the soft music playing in the background was nice.
I looked around and smiled. I had forgotten how peaceful it felt to just sit in a café and not think about responsibilities. We found a small table in the corner, and both ordered the same frappes, which made us laugh🫣 just like the old days when we would copy each other’s choices without thinking. But this time was different. We weren’t just two carefree kids anymore. We were young adults, carrying stress, expectations, pressure, and pain that we didn’t always talk about.
As we started to make some interactions, our conversation slowly got deeper. We talked about life, the responsibilities we carry, the dreams we wanted to reach, the people we miss, and the things we wish we could say out loud. At some point, I found myself saying things I hadn’t said to anyone in a long time. Thoughts and feelings I kept buried startef to rise. I tried to hold back, but the tears came before I could stop them. I wasn’t crying because of sadness. It was more than that. It was the weight of everything, of trying to stay strong, of working so hard, of pretending like I was okay every single day. I think that was the first time I truly let my feelings go. I cried because I felt safe enough to. Cherry didn’t judge me or make me feel awkward. She just listened. Sometimes, that’s all we really need. Not advice. Not solutions. Just someone to listen and understand.
We stayed in that café for a while, not saying much after the situation, just enjoying the silence that felt healing rather than empty. After a while, we decided it was time to go home. As we walked out of the shop, the rain had stopped, and the sky was starting to brighten just a little. It felt like a symbolic, like the storm had passed, not just outside, but inside me too. On my way home, I kept thinking about how rare it is to have people in our lives who truly see us. Cherry reminded me of that. She reminded me that friendship isn’t just about having fun, it’s about being present for each other, especially when things get heavy. And sometimes, we don’t even realize how heavy things are until someone helps us carry the weight/load.
Today wasn’t just a day off because of the rain. It was a reminder that I deserve peace too. That I’m not just a student or a worker. I’m a person, with feelings, with limits, with a heart that sometimes needs time to breathe.
And today, I did just that.
Again, I’m @annie07
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