Title: “The Silence After Goodbye”

(Inspired by the song: “Voices in My Head” – Listen on Ko-fi)

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There’s a kind of silence that comes after death—not the kind where people stop talking, but the kind that settles into your chest and stays there. That’s what I felt after my father passed away from cancer. Everyone around me moved on like life had just paused and resumed again, but I didn’t. I couldn’t.

I was grieving not just the loss of my dad, but the weight of everything I never got to say. The man who told me I mattered was gone. And the truth? I already felt like an outsider in my own family. My step-sister and my mother… I always noticed the way they looked at each other with warmth, the way I was left out of inside jokes, or how my sadness was brushed off like a storm I should’ve been done weathering.

But I wasn’t done. Not by a long shot.

Some days, I couldn’t even get out of bed. I was drowning in my mind. I felt like screaming, but no one would hear it. I kept thinking:

“Why does my pain make everyone so uncomfortable?”
“Why do I have to be the strong one?”
“Why does it feel like I lost more than just my father?”

There were nights I cried quietly in my pillow, not wanting anyone to hear—because I already felt invisible. I began writing words down. At first, they were just thoughts… then rhymes… then verses. And suddenly, I had a song.

That song became my release. My truth. And even though the pain was still there, now it had a voice.

🎧 Click here to hear “Voices in My Head” on Ko-fi – a song I wrote during the darkest part of my grief.

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✨ Reflection:

If you’ve ever lost someone and felt like no one saw your pain—this story is for you. Grief doesn’t have a timeline. Feeling unloved doesn’t make you broken—it makes you real.

You’re not alone.
Your pain is valid.
Your voice matters.

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🌿 Self-Care Prompt:

Take 5 minutes today to write a letter to someone you’ve lost—or to someone who made you feel invisible. You don’t have to send it. Just release it.

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