When Life Shows Up, I Go Quiet But I Always Return


For every writer who goes silent but never truly stops being one.
There are seasons when the words just stop flowing.
Not because you’ve run out of things to say,
but because life gets too heavy to carry and create.
It happens to more of us than we admit.
You don’t plan to take a break it just happens.
One hard week turns into months.
The stories pile up in your chest, but you don’t have the strength to set them free.
That’s where I’ve been.
It’s been a while.
Not just since I wrote.
Since I heard myself.
Life showed up loud, chaotic, and uninvited.
And I did what I’ve always done when things get overwhelming:
I went quiet.
I shut down.
I disappeared from the page.
Not because I lost my talent.
Not because I didn’t have things to say.
But because I was just... trying to breathe.
Somewhere between surviving and simply existing, I stopped writing.
Not because I forgot how.
But because I forgot I still mattered.
That my voice still deserved space, even in the noise.
This isn’t a comeback.
There’s no dramatic return.
Just a sigh.
A whisper.
A scratch of the pen.
Because I miss my voice.
I miss what writing does to me, and for me.
I miss the stillness it brings.
The clarity.
The healing.
So I’m here no expectations, no pressure.
Just writing again. Gently. Slowly. Quietly.
And maybe you’ve been there too.
Maybe you're there now.
That place where the words won’t come because life has taken everything else from you.
If so, this is for you too.
You’re not alone.
You’re not failing.
And you’re still a writer even in the silence.
Let’s see where this goes.
Still breathing. Still writing.
ShugaWrites
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Shuga Writes
Shuga Writes
A deeply intentional writer with a voice shaped by emotion, experience, and truth. I write to connect whether it’s through fiction that lingers in the heart or real-life stories that echo the world around us. My words are crafted to speak for those who can’t, to heal, to question, and to inspire. Every piece I write be it personal, fictional, or professional is rooted in depth and honesty. This isn’t just writing. It’s storytelling with purpose.