Freedom From Performing Your Grief
The afternoon hums with a quiet, secret relief when tragedy strikes somewhere distant. You exhale, not from cruelty, but from the sudden realization that you do not have to perform grief today.
You do not have to summon tears you cannot find or wear a face that does not fit. The light does not demand a show.
It saw the mask you were ready to wear, and it gently set it aside. There is a freedom in being known so thoroughly that pretense becomes unnecessary.
You are not loved for your sorrow, but for the truth that remains when the acting stops. The performance is over, and you are still held.
Drawing from
John 8:10-11, Gospel of Thomas 50
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