To the Woman Who Hasn’t Cried in Years

 

There was a time when tears came easily.

Now?

You feel… nothing. Or everything. Or numb in a way that hurts more than pain.

You’ve held it together for so long. 
Because someone had to. 
Because falling apart wasn’t an option. 
Because there was no one to catch you.

So you adapted.

You got good at smiling. 
At powering through. 
At being functional.

But just beneath the surface, there’s a dam.

And you don’t know what will happen if it breaks.

This retreat is not here to break you. 
It’s here to make it safe to feel again.

To soften the edges. 
To loosen the grip. 
To offer tissues and tea and time.

You don’t have to force it. 
You don’t have to explain.

You are not broken for surviving without tears. 
You are not too far gone.

You are still in there.

And when you’re ready— 
We will hold you through the flood.