UNDER THE WILL… OVER THE DRAMA…

The Sign That Broke the Silence..

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Mae Faurel
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The Sign That Broke the Silence.

It wasn’t just a sign. It was a tipping point. Yes, it was a ridiculous, passive-aggressive, glaring little monument to dysfunction but on a deeper level, it was a mirror. It reflected back all the things I had been swallowing for years. Not just the injustice or the inheritance drama. Not just the property lines or the cold silences. It reflected the years of being gaslit, dismissed and made to feel like my voice didn’t matter.

And suddenly, I couldn’t not speak anymore. That’s how this blog was born. I didn’t start writing because I had a perfect story to tell. I started because something inside me finally cracked through the numbness. I started because I was tired of pretending that things were ‘fine’.

Because sometimes humour is the only way to stop yourself from crying. And because when you’ve been treated like your truth is inconvenient, claiming it in writing is a radical act.

I think a lot of people carry stories like this. Of families where silence is prized over honesty. Of unspoken rules and buried resentment. Of narcissism wrapped in politeness. Of control masked as care. And if that’s you, please hear this: you’re not crazy and you’re not alone.

This blog is my way of sorting through the noise and naming the patterns. But it’s also my way of offering a torch to anyone else stumbling through a similar fog. You’re allowed to feel what you feel. You’re allowed to say what happened. You’re allowed to turn pain into power and maybe even laughter. If you’ve reached your own ‘sign’ moment – literal or otherwise – maybe it’s time to start telling your story too.

Welcome to the messy, healing, funny, furious truth. You’re in good company.

Lesson of the Day:

Sometimes it’s not the big betrayals that wake us up. It’s the small, stupid signs planted in the ground, quietly screaming ‘You don’t matter’. That’s when the silence breaks. That’s when the truth begins. Not because you’re ready but because you’re done. Your voice matters. Your story matters. Even if it shakes when you tell it.

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8 responses to “The Sign That Broke the Silence..”

  1. Swamigalkodi Astrology Avatar
    Swamigalkodi Astrology

    Compelling

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  2. For Singles And Couples Avatar
    For Singles And Couples

    I love how you chose a positive and cathartic way to channel your emotions and thoughts.😇
    You prove that the pen is mightier than the sword, and let’s keep it real… we all need to have a sense of humour, when dealing with difficult people.

    I read somewhere on your site that you use sarcasm at times, I had a little chuckle to myself.
    I’m never sarcastic when forming new relationships, or with people who ‘keep it real’.
    Sarcasm, is a coping method I only use (in certain circumstances) with people who have known me for a good number of years.
    I use it with those who attempt to insult my intelligence, gas-light or adopt passive aggressive tactics with me.
    I find sarcasm, is a much better outlet for me, than violence, at least I have a laugh in the process…besides, violence is so freedom limiting…incarceration is not for me.

    Thanks for being you, sharing your insights, and pearls of wisdom.

    I’ll be sticking around, until you tell me it’s time to go home.
    Figuratively speaking….obviously.😉

    Enjoy the rest of your day and evening.

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    1. Mae Faurel Avatar
      Mae Faurel

      Thank you so much for this, you’ve no idea how much your words mean to me. It’s a funny thing, isn’t it? How the heavier life gets, the more important it becomes to find those little moments to laugh, even if it’s just at the absurdity of it all.

      And you’re spot on, sarcasm is definitely my second language, but it’s one I reserve for the ones who’ve earned it (and not in a good way 😏). It’s a survival skill as much as a sense of humour, and like you said, it beats violence hands down. No bail money required and you still get to walk away with your dignity and the last word.

      I love how you put that about only using it with people who’ve either known you a while, or who come at you sideways. It’s like an emotional self-defense move, sharp, swift, and guaranteed to leave ’em wondering if they’ve just been complimented or cut.

      Thank you for sticking around, too. It’s folks like you who make this whole messy, honest little corner of the internet feel like home. And don’t worry — no one’s getting sent home anytime soon. Figuratively speaking, of course. 😉

      Hope the rest of your day treats you gently, and if not… well, you know where the sarcasm’s kept.

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  3. Katie Avatar
    Katie

    A messed-up family is the perfect catalyst for a successful blog. I hope this is therapeutic for you. I know writing is for me. Katie

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    1. For Singles And Couples Avatar
      For Singles And Couples

      I agree.😇

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    2. Mae Faurel Avatar
      Mae Faurel

      Aww, thank you Katie x and you’re absolutely right! A wonderfully dysfunctional family is the gift that keeps on giving when it comes to blog material. 😂 It’s a strange kind of therapy, isn’t it? Turning old wounds and absurd moments into words that somehow make other people laugh, nod, or feel a little less alone in the madness.

      I’m so glad writing’s your outlet too. There’s something about getting it out of your head and onto a page that just makes the world feel a bit lighter. Here’s to surviving the chaos, one blog post at a time. 💚

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  4. Treasurable Life Avatar
    Treasurable Life

    Mae, this post literally gave me chills. That moment when the small, passive-aggressive signs stop being background noise and become a mirror, it’s devastating and liberating all at once. You nailed the raw turning point when numbness cracks and silence finally breaks.

    Your words remind me that speaking our truth isn’t about having a perfect story, it’s about reclaiming the voice silenced for too long. And sometimes humor is the armor that carries us through the darkest parts.

    So many people live trapped in toxic family fogs where politeness masks control and resentment. Your blog isn’t just your healing journey; it’s a beacon for anyone stuck in that silence. Thank you for lighting the way and reminding us all that our stories matter even when our voices shake.

    I invite you and anyone reading this to check out my own blog, where I share unfiltered stories of healing, resilience, and raw truth. I’d love to hear your feedback and keep this conversation going. We’re stronger when we rise together.

    You’re not alone. You’re incredibly brave. Thank you for sharing this.

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    1. Mae Faurel Avatar
      Mae Faurel

      Wow… thank you so much for this. You put it perfectly, that moment when the background noise turns into a mirror is both shattering and freeing. It’s like the weight of a thousand tiny paper cuts finally registers, and for the first time, you realize you don’t have to bleed quietly anymore.

      I’m so grateful you saw yourself in these words. That’s exactly why I started writing this… not because I had the perfect story, but because carrying it alone was too heavy. And you’re right, humor is the armor that lets us keep moving when the road gets rough.

      I can’t wait to check out your blog too.. I love finding other spaces where people are pulling back the curtain and telling the truth, messy bits and all. You’re absolutely right: we are stronger when we rise together. Here’s to breaking silences, reclaiming voices, and finding light in the places no one thought to look.

      Sending love, solidarity, and a cheeky wink for good measure 💚

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