You don't know what's been happening to you.
But it's always there.
That constant… noise.
You replay conversations
which are already a thing of the past.
You rewrite sentences
only to delete them again.
You imagine outcomes
that never happen.
And somehow… no one knows.
Because you learned how to appear "fine."
What if you say it wrong?
What if they misunderstand?
What if it's not that big of a deal?
What if… you're too much?
So you keep it in.
Every thought. Every doubt. Every version of yourself.
Locked inside your own mind.
But tell me something…
When did your thoughts
become something you had to hide from?
When did you become someone
who can't face themselves anymore?
What if…
there was a space where nothing
is "too much"?
No judgment.
No interruptions.
No need to filter who you are.
Just you…
and your thoughts, finally allowed to exist.
Not every thought needs fixing.
Some just need to be understood.
And when they are…
they soften.
they settle.
they make sense.
Sanjhri.
The hour when the noise settles.
Not perfect thoughts — honest ones.
You were never "too much."
You were just… never heard properly.
Maybe it's time you hear yourself.
Start with a thought. We'll meet you there.
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