You keep searching because you're afraid to lose. But maybe you're so loud in your search, no one can find you.

Sometimes help turns into noise, and love becomes a shadow. This text is about how care turns into a cry, and presence — into the silence where the other can finally be heard.

When your call keeps you from being found

When my cat fell from the balcony, I did everything I could to find her:
I ran, I shouted, I checked every corner.
I thought that’s what love meant —
To act. To do. To rescue.

Then it hit me:
What if she’s injured?
What if she’s scared?
What if she’s calling me — but her voice is quieter than mine?

I stopped.
Not because …