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The Silence of Strength

or the strength of silence. Whichever way.

By Sodiq AjalaPublished about a year ago 4 min read
The Silence of Strength
Photo by 🐣 Luca Iaconelli 🦊 on Unsplash

Maya had always been an open book, the kind of person who believed that sharing her life openly was the key to deep, meaningful connections. She wore her heart on her sleeve, revealing her dreams, fears, and triumphs to anyone she trusted. For most of her life, this approach served her well. Her friendships were close-knit, her family bonds unbreakable, and she felt surrounded by love and support.

When she met Daniel, it felt like the beginning of something truly special. He was different from anyone she had ever met—kind, attentive, and seemingly in tune with her on a profound level. Their connection was immediate, a spark that quickly grew into a blazing fire. Maya, ever the open book, shared everything with him. Her past heartbreaks, her career aspirations, her deepest insecurities—nothing was off-limits. She trusted Daniel implicitly, believing that their love was a fortress that would protect them both.

But as time went on, the cracks in that fortress began to show. Daniel started to change, and the loving man Maya had fallen for became distant, then cold. Arguments became more frequent, and to Maya’s shock and pain, Daniel began to use her vulnerabilities against her. The things she had shared with him in confidence were now weapons in his arsenal, wielded with precision to wound her in their fights. He would bring up her fears, mock her dreams, and remind her of her past failures, all to assert control and power over her.

Maya was devastated. How could someone she had loved so deeply, someone she had trusted with the most intimate parts of her soul, turn on her like this? She felt exposed, as if the very core of her being was under attack. Her openness, which had once been a source of strength, now felt like a glaring weakness that had left her vulnerable to betrayal.

The pain wasn’t just confined to her relationship with Daniel. Soon, she began to notice that some of the things she had confided in her friends and family were being whispered about in social circles. What she had once shared freely now seemed to have a life of its own, spreading beyond her control and leading to judgment, gossip, and even pity. Maya felt as though her life was spiraling out of control, her privacy shattered and her trust in others eroded.

One night, after yet another argument with Daniel where he threw her deepest fears back in her face, Maya reached a breaking point. She realized that if she wanted to reclaim her life and her sense of self, she needed to make a drastic change. It wasn’t just about ending her toxic relationship with Daniel—though that was the first step. Maya knew she needed to reevaluate how she shared her life with others.

So she made a conscious decision: no more laying herself bare for the world to see. Maya began to pull back, not in a way that made her cold or distant, but in a way that allowed her to protect the most vulnerable parts of herself. She started by cutting ties with those who had proven unworthy of her trust, including Daniel. She set boundaries with others, sharing less about her personal struggles and more about her professional achievements or lighter, more general topics.

At first, it felt strange, even lonely, to keep so much to herself. But as time went on, Maya began to feel a growing sense of peace. She focused on rebuilding her life, pouring her energy into her career, her hobbies, and her personal growth. She became more discerning about whom she let into her inner circle, valuing quality over quantity in her relationships.

Her friends and family noticed the change. Maya was still warm, still engaging, but there was a quiet strength about her now, a resilience that hadn’t been there before. She was no longer the open book she had once been; instead, she had become a sealed treasure chest, sharing her riches only with those who had truly earned her trust.

The gossip eventually died down, and the drama that had once surrounded her life faded away. Maya had learned the value of privacy, of holding back parts of herself from the world. It wasn’t about becoming secretive or closed off, but about recognizing that some things were meant to be kept close, treasured, and protected. What people didn’t know, they couldn’t ruin. And Maya had discovered that in this silence, in this privacy, lay an incredible power.

Years later, as she looked back on the tumultuous period of her life, Maya felt nothing but gratitude for the lessons she had learned. She had found her strength not in the loud declarations of her life’s story, but in the quiet, unspoken parts of herself that she chose to keep private. She had learned that there was a profound beauty in protecting her vulnerabilities, in guarding the delicate parts of her soul.

And so, Maya lived her life with a newfound wisdom, understanding that while openness can create connections, privacy can build fortresses. In the silence of her strength, she found the peace she had always been searching for, and in that peace, she discovered a version of herself that no one could ever take away.

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Sodiq Ajala

The pen ink brings me solace!

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