Unfiltered Truths: Things Nobody Knows About Me – Being Me
Things nobody knows about me:
– Being yelled at makes me shut down.
– I don’t open up to anyone unless I’m close to you.
– Music is my therapy.
– When I love, I love hard.
– I distance myself from everyone when life
gets tough.
– I put other people’s feelings before my own.
– I give too many chances.
– I am an overthinker.
– I take every word and everything to heart.
– I remember more negative things said to me than positive.
– I just want to be loved.
The things nobody knows about me aren’t necessarily secrets—I just don’t talk about them much. Not because I’m hiding anything, but because I’ve never really felt like people would understand.
We all carry quiet battles, and sometimes, the heaviest ones are the ones we fight alone. So here’s a little peek into mine.
Things nobody knows about me? I shut down when I’m yelled at. No matter who it is or what they’re saying, my brain just shuts off. It’s not rebellion, it’s not attitude—it’s my nervous system trying to survive.
I go silent, numb. I retreat inward. And for anyone who’s ever mistaken my quiet for indifference, I wish they knew I was just overwhelmed.
I also don’t open up easily. You could talk to me every day and still only know surface-level things about me. Unless I really trust you—unless I feel safe—you’ll probably never get to the deeper stuff.
That’s not because I’m fake or guarded on purpose. It’s just because I’ve learned that vulnerability is a luxury, and not everyone knows how to handle it with care.
Here’s another one: music is my therapy. Like, genuinely. There are songs that have carried me through things I couldn’t even put into words. When I can’t talk about how I feel, I’ll put in my headphones and let someone else’s lyrics say it for me.
It’s the safest place I know. Some people go to therapy. Some people cry it out. I find peace in melodies, lyrics, and repeat buttons.
And yeah—I’m an overthinker. Majorly. I replay conversations. I read between the lines of texts. I try to figure out what people really meant. It’s exhausting, but I can’t help it. My brain just doesn’t know how to rest sometimes.
I wish it did. I wish I could just “let things go” like people say. But when you feel things deeply, you also tend to analyze deeply.
When life gets tough, I distance myself. Not because I want to push people away, but because I don’t know how to ask for help. I disappear, isolate, and tell myself I’ll figure it out on my own.
It’s a habit I’ve been trying to break, but when everything feels heavy, my first instinct is to go quiet.
Related: Why Being An Overthinker Is Actually A Good Thing: 5 Well-Thought-Out Reasons
I also give too many chances. More than people probably deserve. I hold on longer than I should, hoping things will get better, thinking maybe this time will be different.
And I put others’ feelings before my own way too often. I’ll inconvenience myself just to make sure someone else is okay. It’s kind, but also… it’s draining.
Being an overthinker also means I take everything to heart. Words stick. Especially the negative ones. I could get 20 compliments and one insult, and guess which one I’ll remember? Yep. The hurtful one.
I’m working on unlearning that, but it’s not easy. My heart has always been a little too soft for this world.
And honestly? At the end of the day, all I really want is to be loved. Genuinely, deeply, patiently. Not just for who I am on good days, but for all the messy, quiet, anxious parts of me too.
I don’t need someone to fix me—I just want someone who stays when I can’t always explain what’s wrong.
So yeah. These are some things nobody knows about me. Or maybe now they do. Either way, it feels kind of good to say it out loud.
Because even though I keep a lot inside, I think there’s power in finally being seen—exactly as I am.
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