Communication?

40 hour famine.

Again. Speechless, word-free, dramatic communication decrease. But it's feels slightly different this time. For one, I realized how much power words hold. When you think about it, one word could really be life or death. They convey love, cause suicide, bring laughter, shed tears.

Another thing I noticed, quite a number of people asked me if I was 'okay'. Maybe I subconciously wasn't fine due to.. reasons, and it was showing on my facial expressions. Unlikely but possible. Idk. Maybe my neutral face just looks sad? Or quiteness makes people automatically jump to the conclusion that something is wrong. It's kind of frustrating. My heart goes out to those who are actually permanently in this situation, with a thinking mind but without the ability to communicate.

Honestly, sometimes, I felt like people thought I was mentally disabled because I wasn't talking. D:

And just a question, but if you had a personal, family issue, would you want to be asked about it? Probably not. You'd rather keep to yourself, yes? Because. Um. Yeah, a friend is going through a tough patch. I don't know the details, but...

At a loss of what to do.

Speechless till tomorrow,
Erica