Georgie, I don’t have enough words to express how deeply this piece touched me. It felt like you were giving language to a quiet ache I’ve carried for far too long. The metaphor of collecting breadcrumbs instead of breaking bread—wow. That one landed right in my chest.
Thank you for naming the heaviness of silence, the disorientation of being cancelled on over and over, and the slow erosion of trust it brings. Your reflection mirrored so much of my own experience, especially as someone who has often felt “too much” or “too tender” in a world that seems to reward distance over depth.
And thank you—truly—for including my writing in this conversation. I’m honored, and also deeply moved to see the way our words intertwine. What you wrote here is a balm. A steady reminder that we are not alone in our longing for true connection. That we can walk away from doors that never open and instead, walk toward ourselves.
Incredibly beautiful and filled with timely truths in this post-Covid world. We have surely lost our way in finding joy in life because the two keys--friends and purpose--have been buried in distractions. Time to help each other dig up those keys. This collab Substack essay is a great place to start. Thank you.
I like the way this post made me feel, Georgie <3 The way Ariadne expresses emotions in a few words and manages to wrap it up cute is something I enjoyed! Leaving people in silence is not something I do , or have ever done ever…But I’ve been left to stew in silence like you have mentioned, but not by love interests but by family and friends. Naturally the hurt would double down on me, after years of going through the same thing I have started to react to situations better. In a way that would not keep me waiting with hope , like “I’ll not keep waiting in the doorway of your silence anymore” approach.🙃
I’m so glad Ariadne’s words spoke so deeply to you. I’m sorry you were left to stew in silence by family and friends. I am glad you’re able to look at it differently.❤️
It’s the hardest thing to experience because often I’ve never known how to digest it fully.
I think that’s the beauty of Substack is it unites people who have felt that same ache of emptiness and it’s a kind of refuge.☺️
Thank you so much Madhumitha for sharing this with us! It means a lot that my words resonated with you. I hear you—being left in silence can be deeply painful. But I love the strength in your approach, the way you’ve learned to protect your own peace. That’s powerful. Sending you so much love. 💛
Georgie, I don’t have enough words to express how deeply this piece touched me. It felt like you were giving language to a quiet ache I’ve carried for far too long. The metaphor of collecting breadcrumbs instead of breaking bread—wow. That one landed right in my chest.
Thank you for naming the heaviness of silence, the disorientation of being cancelled on over and over, and the slow erosion of trust it brings. Your reflection mirrored so much of my own experience, especially as someone who has often felt “too much” or “too tender” in a world that seems to reward distance over depth.
And thank you—truly—for including my writing in this conversation. I’m honored, and also deeply moved to see the way our words intertwine. What you wrote here is a balm. A steady reminder that we are not alone in our longing for true connection. That we can walk away from doors that never open and instead, walk toward ourselves.
With gratitude and solidarity,
Ariadne 🌿
It’s such an honour to share your art with the world and feel so connected with it all at once. 💕
I am so grateful you allowed me to resonate with your work so freely and particularly in a topic that is so prevalent to right now.
The added fact that we have both felt the full force of heart ache over this, is comforting and compelling.
Thank you again for being in this space, your words mean so much to so many. ❤️
Incredibly beautiful and filled with timely truths in this post-Covid world. We have surely lost our way in finding joy in life because the two keys--friends and purpose--have been buried in distractions. Time to help each other dig up those keys. This collab Substack essay is a great place to start. Thank you.
Thank you Becky for your presence and kind words.
I like the way this post made me feel, Georgie <3 The way Ariadne expresses emotions in a few words and manages to wrap it up cute is something I enjoyed! Leaving people in silence is not something I do , or have ever done ever…But I’ve been left to stew in silence like you have mentioned, but not by love interests but by family and friends. Naturally the hurt would double down on me, after years of going through the same thing I have started to react to situations better. In a way that would not keep me waiting with hope , like “I’ll not keep waiting in the doorway of your silence anymore” approach.🙃
I’m so glad Ariadne’s words spoke so deeply to you. I’m sorry you were left to stew in silence by family and friends. I am glad you’re able to look at it differently.❤️
It’s the hardest thing to experience because often I’ve never known how to digest it fully.
I think that’s the beauty of Substack is it unites people who have felt that same ache of emptiness and it’s a kind of refuge.☺️
True thing Georgie! Substack has a way to bring together like-mindedness in the most beautiful way!
Thank you so much Madhumitha for sharing this with us! It means a lot that my words resonated with you. I hear you—being left in silence can be deeply painful. But I love the strength in your approach, the way you’ve learned to protect your own peace. That’s powerful. Sending you so much love. 💛