What’s a question you wish someone would ask you but no one ever does?

There are things we carry—memories, thoughts, emotions—that never make it into words, not because we don’t want to share them, but because no one ever asks. Maybe it’s something simple, or maybe it’s something that would make you pause before answering. Either way, it lingers, waiting for the right moment, the right person, the right question.

I wish someone asked me, [ What’s a part of me that no one has ever truly seen or understood? ]

So tell me—what’s a question you wish someone would ask you, but no one ever does?