The Curse of Being Chosen:The Loneliness Behind the Light.
People see the pull. They feel the presence. They hear the way I speak, watch how I move, and they say: > “You’re different.” “You’re the one.” “I wish I had your energy.” But they don’t see what it costs. They don’t feel the silence after everyone goes quiet. They don’t sit with me at night when my mind is racing and my heart is full—but my phone doesn’t ring. They don’t know how heavy it is to be needed by everyone, yet understood by no one. --- 🥀 Being the Light Can Feel Like Being Alone When you carry peace, people come to you for comfort. But who do you go to? When you awaken others, they cling to your light. But who helps you rest? When you speak with power, people assume you always have the answers. But they never ask if you’re tired… or lost… or breaking silently. > That’s the curse of being chosen: You’re surrounded—but not always seen. You’re respected—but rarely known. You’re admired—but often alone. --- 👁🗨 I’ve Felt It More Than Once There have been da...