There is something I have never told anyone. Not even my clo

There is something I have never told anyone. Not even my closest friend. When I was 16 years old, I always looked happy. At school, I smiled a lot, laughed with others, helped my classmates, and planned small surprises for birthdays. People used to call me “the happy one.” But inside, I was not happy at all. Every night, I cried quietly before going to sleep. I didn’t know the reason. I just felt empty and very lonely. One night, around 2 a.m., I went up to the terrace. I looked down—not because I wanted to end my life, but because I wanted to feel something. I wanted to see if the world would notice me. It didn’t. Only the cold wind was there, touching my face. Somehow, that moment made me step back. Even today, nobody knows this part of me. I still smile. I still help others. I still hide the sadness inside.

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