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Not every breakdown looks like a breakdown. Some of them look perfectly fine. This one is for the people whose hardest days never made it onto anyone's radar.
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There's no funeral for it. No flowers. Nobody asking how you're holding up. Just you, sitting quietly with the version of your life that was supposed to be — and isn't. If you've ever mourned something that never had a name — this is for you.
He waited his whole life for the right time. The right time came. The money was there. The bike was there. But his knees, his back, his balance they didn't wait with him. Everyone has a version of that bike. This is for them.
For years I thought the problem was me. The heaviness. The exhaustion. The feeling of being a step behind everyone else. It wasn't me. It was everything I was holding that nobody could see.