I used to run from silence as if my life depended on escaping it. And in a way, it did. Never having a moment of quiet or stillness is what allowed me to live a life that now makes me cringe; a life where I appeared to be fine but was slowly dying inside. This fear of silence perfectly complemented the ingrained sense of unworthiness that drove me to be constantly busy and striving for further achievement. From the moment my feet hit the floor in the morning until I fell into
