"Some words aren't meant to be delivered. They're meant to free you."
Dear Diary,
My drawer is full of letters.
Folded, crumpled, stained with old tears.
Some dated. Some anonymous. Some just… feelings in ink.
None of them ever made it to the people they were meant for.
I write to people who hurt me — but I'm too soft to say it aloud.
I write to people I miss — even if they wouldn't recognize the girl I've become.
I write to people I love — especially the ones I don't have the courage to tell.
It's funny how the things I don't say grow the loudest inside me.
Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I actually sent them.
Would the person I wrote to finally understand me?
Would they laugh? Cry? Apologize?
Would they feel the weight I've been carrying in silence?
But then I remember…
Maybe the point isn't them.
Maybe the point is me —
releasing what I can't carry in my chest anymore.
So I keep writing.
I write to the girl I used to be.
I tell her I'm sorry for rushing her to grow up.
I tell her she didn't deserve to shrink just to be loved.
I tell her she was never too much — just too honest for people who weren't ready.
I write to God, when I'm too tired to pray.
I write to my future self, hoping she's gentler with her heart.
I even write to the stars, when my words feel too heavy for earth.
And you know what, Diary?
Every time I seal a letter with no address…
I feel lighter.
Like maybe healing doesn't always look like confrontation.
Maybe it's just giving your truth a place to land.
Maybe it's letting your feelings have their say,
even if no one else hears them but the page.
So tonight, I wrote another letter.
This one said:
> "Dear Someone,
I forgive you.
Not because you said sorry.
But because I need space in my heart for peace — not your silence."
And I folded it gently.
Not to send it.
But to let it rest in a quiet place, knowing it was finally heard.
Maybe that's what healing is.
Not being loud.
Not being brave in front of everyone.
Just writing what your heart can't carry anymore —
and letting the page hold it for you.
Till tomorrow,
Wunor ✉️🕊️