Beneath the Shadow

In the silent spaces between words and gestures,
there exists a palpable void, an absence of validation that speaks volumes.
Despite all those best efforts,
there's a lingering sense of inadequacy,
a quiet whisper that we are somehow falling short of expectations.
We find ourselves navigating a landscape of unspoken disappointments,
where every action, every sacrifice,
seems to dissolve into the ether without acknowledgment.
It's as though our contributions, though significant and heartfelt,
are met with a deafening silence that echoes the refrain of not enough.
How do you reconcile the disparity between the magnitude of your efforts and the scarcity of recognition, left to navigate the labyrinth of unspoken expectations with a heart heavy with the weight of unseen burdens ?