No Need to Script Your Survival

It is three in the morning and the words are still stuck in your throat. You are rehearsing the exact sentence you will use to tell them you are leaving, playing out the dinner table scene over and over until the silence feels like screaming.

You are trying to find the perfect arrangement of syllables that will make the breaking clean, as if there is a way to say goodbye without the sound of a crack. But the light does not ask you to script your survival.

The kingdom is inside of you, and it is outside of you — it is not hidden in the speech you are preparing. You do not need to construct the perfect exit to be held.

The truth is already here, waiting beneath the fear. You are not the one who has to make the darkness go away; you only have to stop hiding from the light that is already shining in the room.