She was the youngest one in the house.
The "choti beti" — the one people adored in childhood photos, smiled at during family gatherings, and told, “Tujhse toh sab pyaar karte hain.”
But what no one ever noticed… was how unseen she truly felt.
🌸 She Watched Everything
She watched her family fight.
She watched her siblings argue.
She watched her parents remain silent after screaming matches.
She watched laughter fade from dinner tables.
And most painfully — she watched herself disappear into the background.
While others remembered childhood as joy and freedom,
she struggled to remember anything clearly at all.
Not because nothing good happened…
but because she never felt truly present in those moments.
She didn’t have the loudest voice,
the brightest grades,
or the most obvious problems.
She was just… there.
So everyone assumed she was okay.
🧱 The Daughter Who Doesn’t Ask For Much
She learned young that if she stayed quiet, things stayed calm.
So she made it her habit.
She didn't demand new clothes.
She didn’t complain about being misunderstood.
She didn’t even argue when she was blamed for something she didn’t do.
Some people called her “mature for her age.”
But inside her?
A storm was building.
💔 Family Love… with Conditions
Her parents weren’t bad.
They loved her — but they were tired.
Life hadn’t been kind, and survival had taken priority over soft hugs.
She never heard “I’m proud of you.”
Instead, she heard,
“Badi behen ko dekho… usne kabhi aisi baat nahi ki.”
“Tumhe har baat mein issue kyun hota hai?”
“Tujh mein itna stress lene wali kya baat hai?”
No one saw the battles inside her.
Because she had learned to hide the war behind her smile.
👫 Friends — Until You’re No Longer Useful
When she grew up, friends became her escape.
She was always there — emotionally, mentally, even financially when needed.
But when she needed them?
Silence. Excuses. Absence.
Some told her she had changed.
Others said she was too “sensitive” now.
But none of them ever asked:
“What are you going through?”
All they saw was the girl who used to listen, give advice, stay up late —
and when she stopped doing that, they called her distant… selfish… fake.
They didn’t see the broken pieces she was holding together every single day.
💔 Love — The Most Confusing of All
And then came love.
He made her feel seen.
Understood.
Special.
For the first time, she thought, “Maybe someone really gets me.”
But that didn’t last long.
He knew her weaknesses.
He knew her past.
He knew how much her heart needed kindness.
Still, he used his words like weapons.
“You’re lucky I even stay with you.”
“You think too much. That’s your problem.”
“You’re too much to handle.”
She tried to speak. He silenced her.
She tried to leave. He begged her to stay — and then did the same thing again.
Some days, he loved her deeply.
Other days, he made her feel like she was garbage.
And because she had grown up believing she was always the problem,
she stayed.
🌫️ Losing Herself
Now she sits on her bed — scrolling, overthinking, blaming herself.
She doesn't remember the last time she truly felt happy.
She questions:
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Is it my fault?
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Am I too emotional?
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Do I expect too much?
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Am I really that hard to love?
The problem is…
she has given so much of herself to others, she forgot what it feels like to be whole.
🧠 One Thought That Haunts Her:
“I gave them everything I had — my time, my heart, my care.”
“But maybe they felt it wasn’t enough…”
And then she realizes:
Maybe that’s the problem with love.
Everyone gives in different ways.
And when your ways don’t match,
it always feels like your love is not enough —
even if it was your everything.
💬 Questions She Still Asks Herself:
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Why do people only love the version of you that’s easy to handle?
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Why do they walk away the moment you show pain?
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Will I ever be enough — without changing who I really am?
She doesn’t have the answers yet.
But she has her truth.
And sometimes, that’s where healing begins.
🖋️ *By Suhani — the youngest daughter who may have been quiet…
but has always been listening. *
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