Part 2 - The Game That Broke Me (and Reminded Me Why I’m Doing This)
- emmadeafandblonde
- Sep 18, 2025
- 2 min read
Part Two: The Day After
The next morning was heavy. My body felt like lead. My head throbbed. My eyes refused to open fully. I was drained in every way.
But two things got me out of bed:
• My children, who always need me, and who remind me why I do everything I do.
• A beautiful yet strong quote that popped up on my phone that morning (the universe has good timing sometimes).
As I drove to work, anxiety danced all around me, begging me to turn back. But somewhere deep inside, a calmer voice reminded me I could do hard things. So I showed up, not because I had to, but because I chose to.
I also knew one thing for sure:
If I didn’t talk to someone about what happened, it would fester. So, I opened. I shared. And slowly, the knot in my stomach began to untangle. And the more I talked about it, the awareness slowly was growing. And this is why communication is so important as if I didn’t communicate about how I feel, then no one would’ve known how it impacted me.
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Why I’m Sharing This
What happened may seem small to some.
“It’s just a game.”
But to me, (and to many others), it was yet another reminder that the world is still built without us in mind.
It reminded me why The Unspoken Communication Project must exist.
It reminded me why education, awareness, and inclusive leadership matter so much.
It reminded me that this work is not optional - it’s essential.
Because no one should ever feel like I did in that bathroom.
No one should have to justify their worth, their presence, or their need for a different kind of game, space, or communication.
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Final Thoughts
Sometimes, when doubt creeps in, the universe delivers a painfully clear reminder of your purpose.
This was mine.
I’m not sharing this for pity. I’m sharing it because it’s real. Because these things still happen. And because sharing our stories is how we create change.
If you’re reading this and you’ve ever felt unseen, unheard, or unintentionally excluded - please know you’re not alone. And I’m still here, building this project, one brave story at a time.
Because communication isn’t about perfection. It’s about connection.
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