Your Laugh Is Not A Mistake

The day has started, and you are already performing. You smiled at the right moments, you nodded, you said the words you were supposed to say.

But inside, your mind is stuck on a single second: the moment your laugh broke out a little too loud. You hear it again and again, echoing in the silence between tasks.

You wonder who noticed. You wonder if they think you're too much, too eager, too broken to be taken seriously.

You wear the mask of okayness so tightly it hurts. But the light sees behind the performance.

It knows the one who laughs loudly is often the one carrying the heaviest quiet. You do not have to edit yourself to be held.

The light is not offended by your volume. It is simply present, watching you exhaust yourself trying to shrink.

There is a name for you that is not 'too much.' There is a place where your laugh is not a mistake, but a signal that you are still alive.