When the Town Is Quiet, But the Truth Isn’t 🌲
Living in a small town can feel like standing in a room where everyone knows each other’s names — but not everyone’s stories.
Systems run quietly. Decisions get made in back rooms, at kitchen tables, in conversations you’re never invited into. And sometimes, the people who feel the weight of those choices the most are the ones who feel the least seen.
This space exists for the voices that don’t travel far on their own. For the moments you questioned something and felt like the only one who noticed. For the truths that didn’t have a place to land.
If you feel comfortable sharing —
What’s something you’ve witnessed, felt, or carried in a place where speaking up felt like it might disappear into the trees instead of being heard?
This is a place where those words don’t have to vanish.
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Elizabeth Blake
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When the Town Is Quiet, But the Truth Isn’t 🌲
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