When depression steals your words, silence isn’t a choice—it’s a symptom. This is how music becomes language when none is left.

Learning to recognize my bipolar cues didn’t make the cycles disappear, but it helped me understand what was happening instead of blaming myself. Here are the signs I watch for and how they help me show myself more grace during mood swings.

A raw, stripped-down reflection on emotional numbness and the quiet exhaustion of feeling nothing. This piece explores what it means to be hollow, disconnected, and drained — when life feels blank and the heart struggles to care.