No One Ever Asked Me for My Side of the Story. That Tells Me All I Need to Know.

It’s a strange kind of silence when you realize no one ever asked for your side of the story. Not even once. It’s the kind of silence that hums louder than words ever could. For a long time, I used to take that personally. I thought maybe it meant I wasn’t worth hearing, that my truth didn’t matter, or that somehow I was already guilty in the eyes of people who never took the time to understand.

But with time, I learned that silence isn’t always rejection. Sometimes it’s revelation. When no one asks for your side, it says more about them than it ever could about you. It shows who’s really willing to listen and who’s only waiting for their turn to speak. It shows who’s drawn to gossip and who’s guided by grace. It shows who values truth and who prefers convenience.

I’ve had moments where I wanted to scream my side of the story to the world, to defend myself, to make people see. But I’ve also learned that peace isn’t found in proving your innocence. Peace is found in knowing that your truth still stands whether it’s heard or not. The people meant for you will take the time to ask, to understand, to hold space for your perspective. The ones who never do… were never truly there to begin with.

If you’re in a season where you feel misunderstood or silenced, I want you to know something: your voice still matters, even if no one’s listening right now. The story still belongs to you. It’s still valid. It’s still real. You don’t need a crowd’s approval to know what’s true. You don’t need validation to stand tall in your experience. Sometimes silence is the test that teaches you the difference between being heard and being understood.

It hurts, I won’t lie. It hurts to watch people take someone else’s word over yours. It hurts to realize that some people you loved never truly saw you. But pain can be powerful when you let it sharpen your character instead of harden your heart. Because one day, you’ll realize that the ones who never asked for your side are the same ones who don’t deserve to be part of your story at all.

So instead of chasing explanations, I’ve learned to chase peace. I’ve learned to let my truth exist quietly, to move forward without bitterness, and to trust that time will reveal what words couldn’t. Because at the end of the day, silence doesn’t mean defeat. It means you chose dignity over drama.

And that tells me all I need to know. Because “you can’t argue the truth”

If this spoke to you, take a moment today to write your truth…just for you. Not for the world, not to prove anything, but to release it. Sometimes the healing begins not when others finally listen, but when you finally speak your truth to yourself.

Hope this helps,

-B