The Woman Who Forgot She Was Human
- Gina Muresan
- Jul 16
- 1 min read
Once,
there was a woman who held everything.
The mornings.
The backpacks.
The tears.
The invoices.
She held dreams that weren’t hers.
Promises that were never kept.
Smiles she didn’t feel anymore.
At first, she thought:
This is life. This is how it’s done.
But one day,
something broke.
Not loud.
Not dramatic.
Just... a quiet fall inward.
She woke up and didn’t want to get up.
She sat.
She breathed.
She felt the weight.
Not of the world—
but of being “okay” all the time.
And, in that heavy silence,
a small voice whispered:
So she didn’t fix.
She didn’t please.
She didn’t rise.
She drank water.
Sat on the floor.
Cried without explanation.
She didn’t heal that day.
But she began something deeper:
She began to hold herself.
Today, I didn’t win.
I didn’t fix.
I didn’t rise.I
just stayed.
And that was enough.*
— I am Gina Mureșan
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