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Unknown Mind: Viyan’s Diary – Part 7: Whispers Before the Leap

 🧠 **Unknown Mind: Viyan’s Diary – Part 7: Whispers Before the Leap**


Some nights aren’t dark because there’s no light.  

They’re dark because your mind becomes a storm.


This was that night.

---

I sat outside on a cement bench.  

Staring at the hospital gate.  


And suddenly, I felt it —  

That whisper from inside me:


> “What if I just walk away?”  

> “What if I disappear into silence… forever?”


My legs shook. My fingers went cold.


---


And then…


A message popped up.


> **Yalini:**  

> *"Where are you?"*


I didn’t reply.


Another message.


> *“You don’t have to talk. Just share your location.”*


I stared at it.


And then — without thinking —  

I clicked **Share Location**.


---


Fifteen minutes later, she appeared.


No makeup. No words.  

Just **a milk packet** in one hand  

and **a crumpled handwritten note** in the other.


She gave it to me and walked away.


---


The note said:


> *"If you ever feel like ending it…  

>  

> End the pain.  

>  

> Not the person."*


> *"You are not the bad chapter.  

> You’re the author who’s still writing."*


---


I read it ten times that night.


And something inside me…  

*snapped back*.


Not fully healed.  

Not fully okay.


But enough to whisper:


> “I’m not walking away.  

> I’m walking through it.”


🖋️ — *Viyan*


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