A story of silence, survival, and the pain of being misunderstood.
All she ever wanted was simple.
People who stay.
People who understand.
People who ask, "Are you okay?" without a reason.
But life doesn't always give you that.
Instead, it gave her people who left, judged, used her, or loved her when it was easy — not when it was messy.
This is not a story of anger.
This is a story of a girl named Aarohi, who lied not to cheat, but to survive.
Who stayed silent not to hide, but because she didn't know how to explain what hurt her.
👪Family — The First Place That Made Her Feel Alone
Aarohi was the youngest at home.
Quiet, understanding, and always adjusting.
They said she was "the peaceful one."
The one who never fought, never complained.
But they didn't notice her silence came from fear —
Fear of being misunderstood.
Fear of being blamed.
Fear of being called "too emotional."
They only noticed her when she did something wrong.
They only showed affection when she performed well.
She cooked, cleaned, adjusted, stayed calm — but when she broke down?
"What's wrong with you now?"
"You're just being dramatic."
"Everyone has problems."
They never asked how she was really doing.
They just gave her tasks, rules, and expectations.
And that's when Aarohi first learned:
Sometimes, love in families feels like a checklist. And if you miss a box, they skip the hug.
🤝Then Came Friends — Who Liked Version That Was Useful
Aarohi was always the one who showed up.
She remembered birthdays.
She stayed up late talking friends out of panic attacks.
She listened. She supported. She gave.
But when it was her turn?
Silence.
They didn't reply to her long messages.
They forgot things that mattered to her.
They noticed when she was "off," but never asked why.
And then came the line that shattered her the most:
"you've changed."
No — she didn't change.
She just stopped doing everything for people who did nothing for her.
And even then, they made her feel guilty.
For growing. For choosing herself. For setting boundaries.
They never said:
"Thank you for everything."
But they were quick to say:
"You're not the same anymore."
And that's when Aarohi realized:
Some friends only love you when you're convenient.
💞 And Then, Love Happened — The Most Beautiful Yet Painful Chapter
He was different.
At least, she thought so.
He made her feel things no one else had.
He held her like she mattered.
He listened. He stayed.
Until he didn't.
When Aarohi told her truth — not all of it, just the part she could manage — she expected safety.
She expected understanding.
But it's backfired.
Because when he found out what she hadn't said — not because she was playing games, but because she was scared of being left again — he changed.
He didn't try to understand the past that shaped her.
He didn't ask why she hid those things.
He just labeled her.
"You're a liar."
"You made a fool out of me."
"You disgust me."
The same mouth that once kissed her forehead now called her names.
The same arms that once felt like home now pushed her away like trash.
And it broke her in places even her past hadn't touched.
Because this time, it wasn't a stranger who hurt her.
It was the one she loved the most.
🧠Why Did She Lie? Why Was She Quiet? Why Didn't She Say Everything?
Because her past made her that way.
There were things she saw, things that happen with her, things she felt — that no 10-15-year-old girl should've carried.
And when she tried to speak back then, no one believed her.
So, she grew into someone who believed:
"If I tell the truth, they'll leave."
"If I show the real me, no one will stay."
She didn't lie to manipulate.
She lied to protect her heart.
To buy a little time.
To feel safe — even if it was fake.
💔Now, She's Left with Guilt She Shouldn't Carry
She thinks about everything a hundred times.
She replays conversations.
She blames herself.
She cries quietly.
And then she wipes her tears and says:
"I deserved it."
But she didn't. (Did She?)
Because people forget — Not every liar is a bad person.
Some are just traumatized souls trying to survive in a world that punishes honesty.
She wanted to be loved, not judged.
Held, not punished.
But life doesn't always give second chances.
Not when your wounds are too ugly for others to understand.
🪴And Still, She's Trying...
To heal.
To forgive herself.
To trust again.
To believe she's not hard to love.
One day, someone will say:
"It's okay. I understand why you did it. I'm still here."
Until then, she's teaching herself:
"I don't have to destroy myself to be loved. I can be honest and still be worthy."
❓And maybe now, it's you turn to ask yourself:
- Have you ever lied just because the truth once broke you?
- Have you ever felt like people only love the version of you that's useful, easy, or silent?
- Do you still carry guilt for something you did when you were just trying to survive?
- Have you ever begged for someone to stay — silently, through your actions?
- Do you blame yourself for becoming who pain made you?
- And most of all...
Let this blog be a safe space — not just for Aarohi, but for every girl who has been through this, and stayed soft anyway.
You're not alone.
You're not a monster.
You're not hard to love.
You're just waiting for someone who sees your chaos and chooses to stay, without hearing bad words or being humiliate.
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