Hey friends, I have been thinking about a question recently: We are so busy every day working hard, taking care of our families, and pursuing goals... But why, when we quiet down alone at night, we still feel an "indescribable loneliness"?
Do you also have this kind of moment:
✔️It seems that there are more and more circles of friends, but there are fewer and fewer people who can really speak their minds.
✔️Others may think that everything is fine for you, but in fact you know in your heart: it is not.
✔️Some problems are not that I don’t want to talk about them, but that I don’t know who to talk to.
Actually, so do I.
But I found that when I started to stop and listen to other people’s stories and share my own truth, the empty space in my heart began to be filled with warmth. 🌿