Somewhere, someone is going dark.
They will not say it.
They will post it. Repost it. Joke about it.
They will fall quiet in a group chat.
They will disappear into a screen.
And the world will keep scrolling.
We refuse that world.
We believe in the friend who texts back.
The parent who sits down.
The teacher who asks twice.
The teammate who notices the silence.
The stranger who replies with kindness.
We believe loneliness is not destiny.
Silence is not consent to suffer.
And no one's pain should be invisible.
We are not a hotline.
We are not a clinic.
We are not an algorithm.
We are a light before crisis.
We are the people who choose to notice.
The ones who check in.
The ones who stay.
The ones who guide someone home before the dark closes in.
Be the light
you wish someone had been for you.