A Note on Kindness,
Silence, and the Struggles No One Talks About
There are some stories that don’t get told, because the people
living them are too scared, too broken, or maybe just too tired to speak.
I wrote Vendetta of the Unseen when I was in 8th grade. Not
because I had everything figured out, but because there were thoughts inside me
that nobody around me was really talking about. Thoughts about mental health,
about silence, about how deeply people suffer behind forced smiles, and about
how cruel the world can be when you're already barely holding on.
This book is for them. For the ones who feel invisible. The ones
who cry themselves to sleep and still show up the next day like nothing
happened. The ones who’ve mastered the art of pretending, who are always
"almost" okay.
Today’s world isn’t easy, especially not for teenagers. We're
expected to do it all—be perfect at school, active online, emotionally stable,
socially available, always smiling, always fine. But the truth is, a lot of us
aren’t fine. We’re breaking quietly, under the pressure of toxic friendships,
expectations, loneliness, and pain no one really sees.
We scroll through stories, watch reels, compare our lives to
filtered photos, and somewhere deep down, we wonder why ours feels so heavy.
Phones were supposed to make us feel connected, but sometimes they only remind
us of what we’re not.
Still, I believe one thing. One thing that can actually change
everything: kindness.
Not the big show-off type. Just small, real kindness—like
checking on someone, sitting with them in silence, not judging, just being
there. Kindness is free. It’s rare. And it saves people quietly.
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About the book — “Vendetta of the Unseen”
In a world where everyone’s trying to be noticed, Hazel is the
girl nobody sees.
She doesn’t speak much. She’s anxious, always scared. But inside
her is a storm. She’s been bullied, shamed, neglected, misunderstood, and
broken.
Hazel’s not some strong superhero. She’s just a human, trying to
survive in a world that never really gave her space to breathe.
Vendetta of the Unseen isn’t just a story. It’s a scream that
sounds like silence. It’s for everyone who’s ever cried without making a sound,
everyone whose trauma was called drama, and for the people who still show up
with a smile, even when they’re completely shattered inside.
Hazel represents so many people around us. She’s the girl who’s
blamed for being too sensitive, the one punished for not performing, the one
expected to “act normal” while carrying pain no one understands.
This book shows the real stuff—how emotional abuse leaves
invisible scars, how broken systems fail kids every day, how some stories never
get told because the world’s too busy clapping for the loud ones.
It’s raw, emotional, and honest. And maybe when you read it,
you’ll see yourself, or someone you know, hiding in Hazel’s silence.
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The story doesn’t have a hero in shiny armor. It’s not about
rescue; it’s about survival. It’s about one broken soul trying to find the
tiniest bit of light in a world that never offered her any. This isn’t just
fiction. It’s real. It’s a mirror.
And if you feel even a tiny part of yourself in it, please
know—your pain is real. You don’t need to explain it or shrink it or compare
it. You feel what you feel. That’s enough.
We hear this phrase all the time: “you’re not alone.” But let’s
be honest. Sometimes, you are. In your room, in your thoughts, in your pain.
And sometimes people don’t understand. They say “stay positive,” or “be
strong,” but it doesn’t help.
So instead, let me say this:
You don’t have to compare your pain. You don’t need to prove
your suffering. You don’t owe anyone a perfect smile. You’re allowed to feel.
You’re allowed to fall apart. And no matter how quiet your voice feels, it
matters.
Because suicide is real. It doesn’t just appear suddenly. It
grows in silence, in not being heard, in always pretending, in trying to be
“strong” when you're actually just tired.
If you’re a student reading this, please—you don’t have to carry
it all by yourself. Talk if you can. Write if you can’t. But don’t let it
destroy you in silence.
If you're a parent or a teacher, please look deeper. Ask gently.
Stop measuring only success. Pay attention to the quiet kids. They're saying
something without saying anything.
To everyone—stop brushing off mental health. Stop labeling it as
weakness. It’s not made up. It’s not a phase. It’s not attention-seeking. It’s
real.
So no, it’s not always okay. And yes, sometimes you do feel
completely alone. But that doesn’t make your pain less real. And that doesn’t
mean you’ll never heal.
The truth is, we don’t heal by comparing struggles. We heal when
someone finally says, "I see your pain. I may not fully get it—but I’m not
walking away."
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If you’ve ever felt invisible, this book is for you. If you’ve
ever begged someone to notice—this is me noticing you. If you're carrying
things you can’t say out loud, this is me saying—your feelings matter. You
matter.
And if you’ve survived your worst days, please don’t walk past
someone else’s. Sit beside them. Stay.
Be kind. Be soft. Be someone’s reason to stay alive.
— Baseerat
Author of Vendetta of the Unseen
Because some wounds aren’t visible—but they still hurt.
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