Hey Stranger,
Imagine this… a group of strangers.
Different stories. Different scars.
Different faiths, genders, and journeys…
coming together as one.
Not to fix each other,
but to hold space for what hurts.
To listen without judgment.
To remind one another that healing doesn’t have to be loud, it just has to be honest.
A safe corner where you can cry, talk, breathe, or just be.
Where someone says, “I understand,” and means it.
You no longer feel alone.
You have your people now.
Your new family.
Nuru
Silent Listener
Hey Stranger 254