Why Expressing Emotions Feels Harder Than Ever

We live in a world where expressing emotions is becoming harder every single day. Everyone is dealing with something. External crises. Personal failures. Distractions from every direction. A constant pressure to keep moving. Capitalism keeps us running. Survival becomes more important than feeling anything.

In all this noise, the simplest human need is to let emotions out.
But it is nowhere close to easy.

How People Cope Today

Some people release their feelings through art or music.
Some are lucky enough to have people who sit with them without judgment.
Some get so buried in work that they forget they even have emotions. Over time, they numb themselves without noticing.

Honestly, I feel most people around me are emotionally numb.
I hardly see anyone expressing anything openly anymore.
Because expressing emotions today comes with a cost.

The cost is being misunderstood.
Being taken lightly.
Being taken for granted.
Or being taken advantage of.

Why Vulnerability Feels Dangerous

As humans, we naturally connect with others with the hope that we can be vulnerable with them. We hope they will hear us. We hope they will understand. We hope they will hold space for what we are trying to express.

But most of the time, the opposite happens.
Unheard.
Misunderstood.
Forgotten.
People hardly care to listen. And even when they do, they listen only to respond.

Relationships now feel very transactional.
Everyone wants something.
Everyone measures what they give and what they take.
There is no space left to simply exist as a human being who feels things.

And the worst part is how quickly relationships end. People want everything fast. They want you to open up quickly. Act quickly. Prove quickly. Move quickly. There is no time for emotions to breathe or settle. Everything is rushed, and anything that is not instant is discarded.

It feels like the worst emotional environment to live in.

Why Conversations Feel So One-Sided

The worst part is what happens when I actually try to express something to people. It always feels like the other person is overflowing with their own problems. They let everything out, and somehow, there is never any room left for me. My trauma feels too heavy for them or too inconvenient for the moment.

And then some people are just too busy.
Not busy in a meaningful way.
Busy in a noisy, surface-level way.

All they talk about is their boss, the same movies everyone has already discussed, the same repetitive entertainment, the same brain-rotted content from influencers who are already tired and depressed themselves. These conversations go in circles. Nothing deep. Nothing real. Nothing that makes you feel understood.

This is exactly why society feels so emotionally suppressed.
Everyone keeps looking outward.
Looking at people who do not even matter in their lives.
Meanwhile, the person sitting right next to them is full of emotions, full of things they want to express, and no one notices.

So we end up expressing ourselves through reels.
Or through blog posts like this one.
Because that is the only space left for honesty.

If you ever feel overwhelmed, you can always email me.

Hey@prajwalsbharadwaj.com

I will get back to you.
Because you matter.
Your emotions matter.

(No creeps, please. I mean it.)

Where I Turned For Peace

Recently, I went back to something simple.
Something my great-grandfather used to do.
Something my father might have done.
Maybe my mother did it at some point.

They wrote things down.

Not for anyone.
Not for validation.
Not for some motivational post.

Just for themselves.

They wrote their emotions on paper and left them there.
Sometimes they burned the paper when things were too heavy.
Sometimes they kept it.
But the act itself helped them release everything.

This turned out to be the only method that works for me now.

Writing things down.
And if the emotions become too heavy, burn the paper.
Or writing it in a document and deleting it.

It is simple.
It is private.
It is safe.
And it works better than relying on people who forget how you feel or who are too busy caring only about themselves.

What Writing Has Done For Me

Now I try to feel my emotions through writing.
Whatever I write comes straight from emotion.
There is no filter.
No judgement.
No pressure to be understood.

It gives me a way to release everything without depending on anyone.
It gives me a space that does not demand speed, performance or explanation.

This is me.
This is how I deal with things now.
And surprisingly, this feels more honest than any conversation I have had recently.

A Hope For Tomorrow

I truly hope society heals one day.
If not in this world, then at least in some parallel one where people listen, where emotions are not treated like burdens, and where vulnerability is not punished.

Peace Out