@Moyjador 29 December 2022

TODAY I WRITE FOR WOMEN WHO CRY IN SILENCE For those who bite their lips and the days, to fill themselves with courage and continue. For those who smile without saying that they are afraid, that their hearts are broken, that the world has simply fallen apart. I write for those brave women who cry in secret, biting the pillow every night because there are no words that are heard, because there is no crying that is understood. For those who struggle with the demands of these days. For those who fight to be good mothers, good wives, good workers, independent and want to look beautiful in front of the mirror, all at the same time. For those who have left everything to go after a love that ultimately ended in nothing. For those who give up their dreams to surrender to the dreams of their children or their partners. For those who wish not to be seen as objects, as useless, and want to demonstrate their capabilities, but the world closes its doors. For those who walk upright in the street, waving calmly, when inside they want to scream that the world hurts them, that the world kills them. I write for the women that no one sees cry, but they bring a river of tears to their souls. For those with a perfect life, a perfect husband, perfect children and that in the end is nothing more than a facade. For those who are broken and missing someone. For those who are dying, wanting to die, but keep getting up every day to smile for others. For strong women, who have a broken soul and a broken spirit and without strength. Because those who have lost hope, for those who feel defeated without saying so. For those who saw their life go through the window. And the ones that hit the wrong train and that in the end left them stranded. For those who want to stop crying but can't. I write for them... A hug from a distance. Moyjador