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I Spent 2026 Saying “Hey”
Everyone’s waiting for someone else to text first.
2025 was a bland year. I mean, what really happened? Living the tragic line of school and home. Walking around with a near-zero social life
I’m an introvert. The kind that lets a text sit for three days and watches a call ring out. You know that thing where you see the name lighting up your screen, and you just stare at it, waiting for the vibrations to stop so you can breathe again? It’s not that I hate people. Sometimes we just don’t want to be disturbed, you know? It’s normal. I’m just built that way.
Then near the end of the year, I had my Damascus moment.
A dream. A dream that I died. Funny thing is I don’t remember the specifics of the dream, just that my life ended somehow
You know how some dreams disappear the second you open your eyes? This one didn’t. I actually felt the weight of my whole life ending. What stayed with me wasn’t even fear. It was a question. Who will remember me? Who would even notice? Like, if I vanished into thin air right now, how many days before someone actually realized I wasn’t just being quiet? I lay there staring at the ceiling, and I did not like the answer I was getting.
So I made it my resolution. Reach out. No fear, no overthinking. Just say hey.
