There’s something about warm lights and quiet nights that makes everything feel a little more intense.
Maybe it’s the way thoughts slow down… or maybe it’s just me, finally allowing myself to feel without rushing to understand everything. Being a psychologist doesn’t mean having all the answers — sometimes it just means knowing how to sit with your emotions.
This moment felt calm, but thoughtful.
Like I was present, but also somewhere inside my own mind.
I’ve learned that not every feeling needs to be solved right away.
Some just need to be acknowledged.
And maybe that’s part of growing…
learning to be okay with the silence, with the pauses, with yourself.
— Perlitha 🌙
