A new city, no one yet
Everyone already has their people.
New cities, fading friendships, lonely marriages, empty festivals and quiet Sundays. Write it down, and let someone out there write back.
Loneliness isn’t a flaw. It’s a signal, and you’re far from the only one feeling it.
Everyone already has their people.
Weddings, kids, jobs. The group chat went quiet.
Two people, one house, no real conversation.
The days when everyone else is somewhere.
Kids abroad, a partner gone, days that don’t end.
Endless scrolling, no real connection.
I feel nothing but I feel everything all at once that even the sky feels the weight of my worries and when it does it will not truly understand how…
There are many things in my life that I feel like everything is hurting in or on me because there are so many things that I wish I can help other…
Or open Muse and just talk. It helps you find the words, and never shares anything.
Talk it through with MuseStart with one sentence. Nobody will know it’s you.
Write anonymously