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Peek into the private thoughts of an introvert, where vulnerability and introspection reign.This intimate diary explores the complexities of introversion, from the comfort of solitude to the pain of feeling...
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8 NOV. 2024 · SHADOWS OF LOVE
The world feels quieter now that you're gone,
A silence so deep, it weighs on my soul.
In my solitude, I find no peace,
Just echoes of moments that will never increase.
You were the voice in my most quiet days,
Now all that remains is the simple space.
I retreat to the corners where we once shared,
Conversation, whispers, memorie, tears.
But without you, the silence is cold not kind
A hollow reminder of what's left behind
I have never needed much, just you by my side
Now even in the stillness, there's nowhere to hide.
Grief has a way of creeping inside,
Filling the spaces where love used to reside,
I long for your presence, your gentle embrace
But all I have now is time and this space.
I sit in my loneliness heavy and slow,
wishing for a way to let you know
Though I am used to the quiet, this silence is new
A world without you, is a world torn in two
I hold on to memories fragile yet dear
But nothing can bring back the voice I long to hear
Now I live in the echoes, the shadows of love,
Searching for peace in the silence above.
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5 NOV. 2024 · THE FEAR OF BEING SEEN
The thought of stepping into the light again,
Where eyes can find me, where I cannot hide,
Brings a wave of panic that tightens my chest,
Anxiety ripping like a current beneath my skin.
To reenter the world feels like walking on glass,
Each step fragile, each glance reminds me of being exposed.
Being seen is more than just a simple gaze—
It’s vulnerability.
I wear my masks like armor in the crowd,
Smiling when needed, nodding at the right time.
Yet beneath it all, there’s a tremble in my soul,
For they see the mask, but not the cracks underneath.
How often I’ve pretended, played the part, their part
Exhausted by the effort of fitting into the fold, a clueless misfit.
Every conversation a performance, every word rehearsed,
Leaving me drained and hollowed out.
There’s a price to pretending, one too steep to pay,
But what choice is there when hiding feels like safety?
Sometimes, it’s easier to fade into the shadows,
To be invisible, unseen, untouched by the world’s gaze.
For to show my true self is to open a door
To judgement, to misunderstanding and hurt.
And so I stay hidden, behind my carefully built walls,
Wondering if one day, I’ll have the courage to let them fall.
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2 NOV. 2024 · Peek into the private thoughts of an introvert, where vulnerability and introspection reign.This intimate diary explores the complexities of introversion, from the comfort of solitude to the pain of feeling misunderstood.
*Listen to this podcast on any of the following platforms*
https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/diary-of-an-introvert--6320673
https://music.amazon.com/podcasts/c7bd91e6-c046-436a-84c3-1d411a89fbd8
https://open.spotify.com/show/3FcAdPmtelf1u6Kh51m5yt
https://iheart.com/podcast/222568517
https://podcastaddict.com/podcast/diary-of-an-introvert/5410501
https://www.deezer.com/show/1001285671
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29 OCT. 2024 · WHEN MY PAST VISITS
The past comes knocking in the quiet of the night,
Bringing with it echoes of laughter and tears,
Memories of connections that has slipped through my hands,
The moments where I stood on the edge of closeness, then pulled away.
I wonder if I sabotaged those fragile ties,
Choosing solitude over the warmth of shared hearts.
Sleepless hours stretch into eternity,
As I unravel the threads of my emotional detachment.
Why did I retreat when they reached out to hold me?
Was I protecting myself from pain, or from being truly seen?
I analyze the distance I created, wondering if I was ever meant
To keep anyone close, or if it was always my fate to walk alone.
Mistakes loom large, but they feel like shadows now,
The people I once knew have long since moved on.
I’ve come to terms with the bridges I’ve burned,
Though the embers of regret still glow in my chest.
The chance to fix what was lost seems far behind,
A door closed in the corridors of time.
Now, I question if I’ll ever be open again,
If new connections are worth the risk of loss.
The scars from the past make me wary of touch,
But deep inside, I still yearn for a place to belong.
The past visits often, reminding me of what was lost,
But perhaps the future holds a different kind of hope.
One I’d be forever grateful for.
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25 OCT. 2024 · A THIN LINE
There’s a peace in being alone, that gentle calm,
Where silence wraps around me like a soft embrace.
In the quiet, I find comfort in my own company,
A refuge from the noise of the world outside.
But sometimes, that stillness turns sharp,
And the solitude I cherish begins to sting.
I feel the shift, When being alone becomes something else,
A longing that creeps in, uninvited and cold.
I imagine conversations, laughter, and shared words,
I imagine what it might be like to reconnect, to belong again,
But the thought feels distant, almost forgotten.
The idea of seeking company weighs heavy on my heart,
Is the risk of disappointment worth the fleeting joy?
I weigh the pros and cons, balancing connection and hurt,
Unsure if I want to open myself to others once more.
For the comfort of solitude is steady and safe,
While the unknown of companionship feels fragile and uncertain.
I try to remember what it was like,
To share silence with someone and feel at ease, to love and be loved,
Having a space filled with understanding, with presence.
But those memories feel like dreams now, fading fast,
And I wonder if I’ll ever reach those borders again.
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22 OCT. 2024 · This episode delves into the inner conflict between light and darkness within the self. It reflects on a lifelong struggle to reconcile two parts of their identity: one that yearns for freedom and connection, and another that remains hidden in the shadows of silence and regret.
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BETWEEN SELF AND SHADOW
There’s a version of me that stands in the light,
The one I long to be, unburdened and free,
But my shadow lingers just beneath the surface,
A darker self that pulls me back to silence.
I reach for connection, for safety, yet retreat so fast,
Wondering if this tug-of-war will ever end.
I trace my steps back to where it all began,
A childhood spent half-hidden, half-seen,
Cradled with the fear of uncertainties of what the future holds.
There were moments when I drew away from voices, my voices.
Regretting every silence that built the walls around me.
Each memory a reflection of choices,
choices made by people around me,
Choices made naively,
Choices that resulted to a shadow growing
stronger with every step I took alone.
Now, I stand at the edge, caught between two worlds,
Wondering if I can reconcile these pieces of myself.
Is it too late to break free from this shadow's grip?
Or have I become too comfortable in its embrace?
Perhaps the person I want to be still waits for me,
Beckoning with hope filled eyes and warm embrace,
But the shadow whispers, muttering words,
as I listen, uncertainty flux over me like cold water to a heated soul.
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17 OCT. 2024 · The reflection on the daily fight for survival, not just physically, but mentally, grappling with the weight of expectations and the suffocating feeling of pretending to be okay.
Dear Diary,
I know I've been away for some time. It’s actually hard fighting against the world, but even harder when you have to fight for your own life. Every day feels like a battle, one I’m not sure I’m equipped to win. The weight of expectations, the pressure to keep moving, to keep smiling, all while trying not to break. Sometimes, I feel like I’m drowning in a sea of demands, gasping for air while pretending everything is fine.
The struggles of having to keep oneself alive go beyond the physical. It’s the mental war that no one sees, the quiet desperation behind every carefully constructed facade. I’m trying so hard not to choke on life itself, to not let it swallow me whole. Some days, I can barely breathe beneath the weight of it all, and yet I keep going, because what other choice is there? The world doesn’t stop spinning because I feel like I’m falling apart.
People often talk about survival as if it’s just about getting through the day, but it’s so much more. It’s about the emotional stamina it takes to pretend, to smile when your heart is heavy, to engage when all you want is to retreat. It’s exhausting, diary, it's exhausting to fight for myself in a world that constantly pushes back, in a life that feels overwhelming at times. And the worst part? No one seems to notice the struggle beneath the surface.
I wonder if anyone truly understands how hard it is just to exist some days, to wake up and face the world when everything inside me feels like it’s crumbling. It’s not that I don’t want to live—I do—but there are moments when living feels like a fight I’m barely winning. The energy it takes to hold on, to keep myself from slipping into that dark place where giving up seems like the only option, is draining me.
But here I am, writing again, hoping these words will help me make sense of the chaos within. Maybe, in these pages, I can find the strength I need to keep fighting, to keep breathing. For now, I’ll take it one day at a time, hoping that each breath becomes a little lighter, and that the fight for my life, my peace, won’t always feel like an endless war.
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8 OCT. 2024 · The feelings of betrayal , vulnerability and introspection while maintaining the theme of a fractured friendship.
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4 OCT. 2024 · Peek into the private thoughts of an introvert, where vulnerability and introspection reign.This intimate diary explores the complexities of introversion, from the comfort of solitude to the pain of feeling misunderstood.
Listen to this podcast on any of the following platforms
https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/diary-of-an-introvert--6320673
https://music.amazon.com/podcasts/c7bd91e6-c046-436a-84c3-1d411a89fbd8
https://open.spotify.com/show/3FcAdPmtelf1u6Kh51m5yt
https://iheart.com/podcast/222568517
https://podcastaddict.com/podcast/diary-of-an-introvert/5410501
https://www.deezer.com/show/1001285671
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2 OCT. 2024 · Peek into the private thoughts of an introvert, where vulnerability and introspection reign.This intimate diary explores the complexities of introversion, from the comfort of solitude to the pain of feeling misunderstood.
Peek into the private thoughts of an introvert, where vulnerability and introspection reign.This intimate diary explores the complexities of introversion, from the comfort of solitude to the pain of feeling...
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Peek into the private thoughts of an introvert, where vulnerability and introspection reign.This intimate diary explores the complexities of introversion, from the comfort of solitude to the pain of feeling misunderstood.
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| Autor | DIARY OF AN INTROVERT |
| Organización | The Tennywilliamz Show |
| Categorías | Diarios personales , Ocio , Arte |
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