She Spoke Without Saying a Word.....

 I’ve met thousands of people in my life.

But the one who saved me…

was never even born yet.

There was a time I would cry silently at night, staring at the ceiling, asking the universe, "Why me?"

There was a time I smiled so much during the day… that my face hurt,

but my heart felt nothing.

I had become a professional in hiding pain.

A quiet storm that destroyed itself — without noise.

And then she came.

In the form of a heartbeat.

Inside me.

Unseen, untouched… yet the only one who truly heard me.

My daughter.

She would stop moving every time I was overwhelmed.

As if her tiny soul whispered, “Mumma, don’t cry. I’m right here.”

She saved me — without even saying a word.

That’s why this blog exists.

Not for applause.

Not for likes.

But for the ones who have whispered through their pain…

and never been heard.

Here, your stories will live.

Here, you will live — even when the world has forgotten how to listen.

Because I will.

Every word.

Every silence.

Welcome to Dear Khushi – Stories That Heal.

Let’s begin, together.

🤍

Love always,

Khushi

@sydneyblogger3