
These days, we are surrounded by noise that disguises itself as motivation.
Reels shouting at us to hustle. Podcasts telling us to push harder. Quotes urging us to “never quit.”
And for a while, I followed them all. I thought I needed more motivation to fix my life, to become better, to finally feel enough.
But over time, I started to feel something strange — exhausted, not inspired. Like my mind was always running, even when my body wanted rest.
That’s when I realized something:
It wasn’t motivation I needed. It was silence.
Not the silence of an empty room — but the silence inside me.
A moment when no one is asking me to be more.
A pause between two thoughts where I can finally breathe.
In silence, I don’t feel like I have to prove anything.
I just exist. I observe. I feel.
And slowly, that quiet begins to heal things that all the motivation in the world could not.
Silence doesn’t scream — it listens.
And sometimes, that’s all I truly need.
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Thanks for reading.
Have you ever craved silence more than motivation? What does your kind of peace look like?