This story comes from caring deeply, burning out quietly, and learning how to protect yourself .

Pen Name or Anonymous: Anonymous
Age: 21

For a long time most of my energy went into trying to keep other people okay. My closest friends were in really dark places and I felt like it was on me to help them survive it. Constant checking in. Long talks. No real breaks. I didn’t really think about what it was doing to me until I started feeling empty too.

Things fell apart slowly. One friend pulled away and another decided I was way too much and cut me off. I was studying full time and working a lot around this time and I had a job that was already emotionally heavy. I got so tired, but sleep couldn’t fix it.

I started doing things like drinking, smoking, shutting people out, etc. Basically getting myself into an even worse place. Eventually I stopped talking much and escaped into things I could do alone, music, games, anything that helped me shut my brain off for a bit. Later I also got into drawing. Nothing serious or intense but just enough to feel focused again.

I still have days where I feel low or alone. I would say that now, I’m learning when to step back and when something starts costing more than I can afford.

If there’s anything I’ve learned, it’s this: caring about people doesn’t mean destroying yourself for them. And if there’s even one person you trust enough to be honest with about small things or ugly thoughts, talk to that person because they will make sure that you know you’re not weak or anything for needing help. You’re only human.