WHEN THERE’S NOTHING LEFT TO SAY
Growing up, no one prepares us for the subtle shift and the quiet transformation that creeps in during our late thirties and early forties, the quiet crack in the foundation. The moment everything changes, the silent break where love’s last breath escapes—this is the unmistakable shift that seals a relationship’s final chapter and tells that a relationship/marriage is truly over— that quiet phase in a relationship when conversations fade away, the moment in a relationship when there’s simply nothing left to say, when words just run dry. When silence takes over, it’s a clear sign that it’s truly over. Women communicate to release and vent their frustrations, express unmet needs, validation, nurture emotional bonds and seek emotional connection. Yet sometimes, the only way to protect their feelings and the only way to guard their hearts is to embrace silence.
I used to cry out, longing for my ex-husband to see, hear, and love me—yet my pleas went unheard, they fell on deaf ears. Over time, my voice faded, I grew quiet, and I stopped asking and begging for his attention or love. I accepted that I wasn’t the one for him because his actions spoke louder than any words ever could.
When a woman stops getting upset, stops arguing, stops asking where you’ve been or why you’ve changed—that silence should shake you to your core. It’s not peace anymore; it’s her shield. When she stops speaking up about what matters, it’s because she’s realized it doesn’t matter to you. That silence roars louder than any fight—it’s the sound of her slowly stepping back, moving from fighting for love to quietly letting go. That’s exactly what happened to me—I detached from my marriage and from my ex-husband. I stopped caring about him or what he did. He noticed, even called it out, saying I no longer cared or loved him—and the truth was, I didn’t care that he saw it. I learned to save myself from the unbearable pain of rejection, from loving someone who didn’t show up. I chose faith over fear, light over darkness. What once felt like painful silence grew into a peaceful space—a quiet beginning of closure amid the chaos.
I chose my happiness by learning that it’s not about adding more but about letting go—shedding the weight of a man who never truly cared. Bit by bit, I’m embracing the life I deserve, confidently owning the undeniable truth that my peace and happiness are my personal choice and responsibility. I accepted that our relationship and marriage had ended; there was nothing left to say. My words went unheard, my tears unseen, and my broken heart’s pain was never acknowledged. Emotionally drained and exhausted, I had nothing left to give— neither physically nor emotionally. My voice no longer mattered, and I stopped begging for love and attention from a man who, though created by God, could never fill the emptiness and void in my soul. Instead, I turned to God’s presence and guidance, knowing He is always near. He didn’t abandon me to fight alone; He sees me in my heartbreak, and He sees my pain, He meets me exactly where I am and never forgets me. Though my heart sometimes wavers and doubt creeps in, God’s peace and intimacy fill me in ways I can’t explain and offers me a comfort beyond words.
There comes a moment in life when you stop chasing validation, stop justifying yourself, and stop tolerating toxicity and chaos. It’s when you begin to treasure calm over chaos, peace over noise, and depth over drama. It’s the moment you realize silence can heal more profoundly than words ever could, and solitude no longer feels lonely but like home. I had reached that point in my marriage—when there was truly nothing left to say. Sometimes silence speaks louder, so I made the decision to choose quiet over chaos, I embraced my peace and trust me, my silence made a powerful statement it became very loud. This is my truth, because sometimes the most powerful wisdom comes from the quietest voice within—and I chose to listen.
My journey continues and I strive to move towards a happier and more fulfilling life🥂💃🏽🥰 I’m Just A Small Girl With A Big God🙏🏽💕 Mercy Rewrote My Life🙏🏽💕Mercy Said No🙏🏽💕 Grace Has Located Me🙏🏽💕 I Am An Overcomer🙏🏾💕A Very Beautiful Story❤️ Live in the moment, Laugh harder, Love💖 deeply & Celebrate more💕🎉🥂💃🏽🥰
A time to tear, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak - Ecclesiastes 3:7🙏🏾🙏🏾
Love & Light
Dipsy💚
Sister, eish, Narcissistic Spirit appear in Suite and a tie, coz God knows the end from the beginning, he saves His own through escape spirit. He's full of healing mechanisms. Mark my words, we all reap what we sow. Receive God's healing. Amen. Sister in Love. 🤞🙌💖
ReplyDeleteYour testimony touches lot of women.you are a savior.me personaly you give me strength.
ReplyDeleteSisters , that shows in life we have different colours some are pure and others are gold platted , and the ones that are gold platted after sometime thier colour fades away and what they have been hiding surfaces ,unfortunately when they can no longer use us ' ka gore bare batho ba usiwa ga ba ratiwe' their true colour comes hence we notice shifting, which has always been there but not noticing it because we though we're singing from the same him book .
ReplyDeleteGirl, you are really God sent, your testimony is inspiring! So often, we find ourselves caught between a rock and a hard place, torn between what we feel and what we know we deserve. But at the end of the day, our peace has to matter, our hearts has to matter. We owe it to ourselves to choose our emotional well‑being — even if that choice means letting go and walking away.
ReplyDeleteBy opening up about your journey, you show other women that transformation is real, that healing, renewal and redemption are truly possible. Your story is a lifeline for those still fighting their battles in silence, reminding them that there is hope on the other side of the struggle🙏🏽💖🥰
ReplyDeleteYour testimony is empowering and I have learned from you that when we choose to be vulnerable, we create space for others to do the same. Our honesty becomes an invitation and a gentle permission that encourages someone else to open up, to feel seen, and to begin their own healing journey. Keep shining and keep inspiring my chomi💖
ReplyDeleteI am learning that we cannot eat from an empty plate. Most men are empty because of how they were brought up. A man does not cry, that makes it hard for them to acknowledge their weaknesses and vulnerabilities, so how are they going to love the next person if they don't love themselves?
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