“The Weight You Cannot See”
A visual story of silent struggles and quiet strength. This artwork captures the invisible burdens many carry daily — and the small light of self-love that can lift us beyond them.
VARSHITHA 
1.
No one ever saw what she carried.
She walked through every day with a soft smile, a quiet voice, and eyes that held galaxies of emotion — but no one stopped to notice. Around her, invisible orbs floated, each one whispering something only she could hear.
“Be better.”
“Don’t disappoint them.”
“You’re not enough.”
“Remember what happened last time?”
“Dream bigger — but don’t fail.”
They followed her everywhere — to school, to bed, even in her dreams. Some were planted by others, some she created herself. She never told anyone. Who would understand weights they couldn’t see?
But one day, when the sky turned soft and the stars began to sing, she noticed a faint glow from the smallest orb — one she never paid attention to.
“Self-love.”
It didn’t yell. It didn’t push. It just... glowed. Warm and light. She reached for it, uncertain. The moment her hand touched it, something shifted. For the first time, one of the heavier orbs floated away. Then another.
She cried — just one tear. But it glowed like a star.
And as she stood beneath the constellations, she realized:
Maybe healing wasn’t loud.
Maybe strength wasn’t always seen.
Maybe rising didn’t mean flying — sometimes it just meant choosing yourself, quietly, every day.
And that was enough.
