Being unheard is the ground floor of giving up, and giving up is the ground floor of doing yourself in. It’s not so much, what’s the point? It’s more like, what’s the difference?

I knew how to be a friend, a lover, a partner. I knew how to make someone feel cherished and seen and listened to -- everything I had myself always so desperately wanted and been afraid I might never have because I was so used to being overlooked.

Privilege is when your voice is the norm but still you claim to be unheard.

There's really no such thing as the 'voiceless'. There are only the deliberately silenced, or the preferably unheard.

I swear it looked like she wanted her words to slither around us and go out the door unheard.