Saiydaa Hayes
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Blue Room 🛏️
Loneliness has never been about being alone. I have felt it in crowds, in homes full of family, in rooms buzzing with voices. It is not the silence of solitude I know—it is something older, deeper, stitched into my chest. It is a weight in my stomach, a tightness around my heart, a companion that clings when I try to laugh or speak or reach for someone. It has been with me since I was a child, a shadow from the very beginning.
By Saiydaa Hayes25 minutes ago in Families
Always Receive Your Flowers 💐
I am deeply grateful for the lessons I’ve learned from each relationship I’ve had. Each one has shaped me, softened me, and taught me something about myself. My longest relationship, in particular, taught me one lesson that continues to echo through my life: always receive your flowers.
By Saiydaa Hayesabout 7 hours ago in Motivation
The Porous Rock 🪨
I have always prided myself on being a rock. Strong. Rock solid. Tough as stone. This pride was never about ego. It was about survival. Strength became my language early on, learned through necessity and reinforced by circumstance. I learned that to endure meant to harden, that softness was a liability, that being unmovable was the same thing as being safe. A hard exterior kept me upright when everything else felt uncertain. Being solid meant being dependable. Being dependable meant being worthy.
By Saiydaa Hayesabout 16 hours ago in Confessions
