Today, I just feel tired — not the kind sleep can fix, but the kind that weighs heavy on your chest. I did everything I could. I helped. I stayed strong. I kept quiet when it hurt. I tried to make everyone proud… or at least, not disappointed. But no one noticed. No one said, “You did well.” No one even looked twice. It’s like everything I do is invisible. Like I’m invisible. And the worst part? I start to believe it. That maybe I really am useless. That maybe no matter what I do, it’ll never be enough — not for them, not for anyone. I smile. I laugh. I act okay. But deep down… I’m breaking. I don’t want pity. I just want to matter. Even just to one person. Because right now, I feel like I’m slowly disappearing — and no one would even notice if I was gone.