i overthink more than i speak. it’s a talent at this point — listening more than i talk, thinking before i react, and keeping my world small enough to stay sane. i’m the type who notices everything but says almost nothing, not because i don’t care, but because i’ve learned that not every thought needs to be spoken out loud. i sit back, observe, process, and let people reveal who they are on their own. silence isn’t awkward for me — it’s where i actually figure myself out.

i don’t rush into people, conversations, or situations. i take my time, stay grounded, and protect my energy like it’s the last thing i have control over. i’m not emotionless, just selective with who gets the unfiltered version of me. most days i’m in my own head, sorting through thoughts no one knows i have, choosing peace over pointless noise.

if i’m quiet, it’s not distance — it’s clarity.