By: Ameer Ali
Misery is the quiet ache that settles in the corners of the soul, a weight that words fail to lift. It is the cold shadow that follows you even in the brightest rooms, the silent echo of hopes that cracked under pressure. Misery is not always loud; sometimes it whispers, reminding you of what was lost or what never arrived. It makes time feel heavy and the heart feel older than its years. Yet within misery lies a strange truth: it reveals what matters, what still hurts because it once meant something. And from that understanding, healing quietly begins.
