Silent suffering is toxic for all aspects of life

Let's talk about it.

Self-abuse is quiet.

It doesn’t always look dramatic or destructive from the outside, but it is toxic—and over time, it becomes a slow form of suicide.

Loving ourselves doesn’t come naturally when we’ve been taught, shown, or conditioned to believe we don’t deserve it. When you don’t think you’re worthy, self-love feels foreign… even dangerous. So we withhold from ourselves. We overwork, overgive, overthink, and undernourish our own needs. We punish ourselves for wanting more peace, more rest, more joy.

This is the silent killer I struggle to talk about the most—because I see it everywhere. I see people afraid to give to themselves. Afraid to choose rest. Afraid to set boundaries. Afraid to be gentle with their own hearts. But what if the destruction we fear isn’t self-love at all?

What if it’s our own subconscious sabotaging happiness because pain feels familiar?

Let’s talk about that. Let’s stop shaming ourselves for surviving the only way we knew how. And let’s work together—slowly, imperfectly—to choose ourselves anyway. To choose healing over fear. To choose compassion over self-punishment. To choose life over silent suffering. You are not selfish for wanting peace.

You are not weak for needing softness.

And you are not broken for learning how to love yourself later than others.

Choosing yourself isn’t destruction. It’s resurrection.