I am just quiet, but that doesn’t mean I’m not paying attention. Sometimes my silence is my way of processing, observing, or protecting myself. I listen more than I speak, and in that stillness, I notice things others might miss—the unspoken words, the hidden feelings, the small details that tell a bigger story. Being quiet doesn’t mean I’m distant; it means I’m choosing my moments carefully and valuing depth over noise. But don’t mistake my quiet for weakness or indifference. There’s a strength in stillness, a power in patience, and a clarity that comes from calm. When I do speak, it’s with purpose, and when I do act, it’s with intention. So while I might not always be loud or flashy, I am here—fully present, fully aware, and quietly holding space in my own way.