I used to replay certain moments over and over. The times someone hurt me, ignored me, silenced me, or made choices that made me feel invisible. Sometimes I would carry those moments for hours, sometimes for days. There was a time when I held on to the weight of what people did or didn’t do, and honestly, there are still times when I do. I would question why things had to be this way. What could I have done differently, or what can I do differently now? Sometimes I spoke up, hoping it would change something. Other times, I stayed silent but still carried the disappointment or hurt with me.…