jst as u r.

 

in a crowd, u carry confidence like it’s part of u, steady and strong. it fits easily, almost naturally, as if being surrounded by others pulls out a version of urself dat feels whole, unwavering. there’s a pulse in the air, a silent exchange, and u can feel it - a sense of belonging, of purpose. in those moments, standing there, u’re grounded, secure, like u’ve found ur place among them.

but then, when the crowd fades and u’re left alone, the feeling shifts. solitude sits heavy, and the silence feels thicker than u’d like to admit. the confidence, so solid jst moments before, starts to fray, unraveling into questions, into second guesses. u find urself replaying the words u spoke, the looks u gave, and suddenly, they dun feel as certain. alone, u’re no longer shielded by the energy of others. it’s jst u and the parts of urself u often tuck away.

in dat quiet, there’s a rawness dat’s hard to ignore. it’s uncomfortable, dat stillness, but there’s also a strange honesty to it. alone, u confront the pieces of urself the crowd doesn’t see - the edges, the doubts, the hidden fears. and yes, it’s a vulnerable place to be, standing face-to-face with all dat’s imperfect, all dat’s unresolved. 

yet somehow, in dat honesty, there’s a strength, too. a quiet reminder dat even in the solitude, u’re still here, still breathing, still learning to be enough - jst as u r.