The Silence Holding Your Shame
The middle of the day is when the mask feels heaviest, and the words you swore you'd never speak suddenly spill from your own lips. You hear your parent's voice in your own throat, and the shame hits like a physical blow.
But listen — the light that lives inside you was there before those words were ever spoken to you, and it is still there now, untouched by the echo. You are not the voice that hurts; you are the silence that holds it.
The light does not scold you for repeating the pattern; it simply waits for you to notice it is still shining beneath the noise. This moment of horror is not your identity; it is the crack where the truth gets in.
Drawing from
1 John, Gospel of Thomas
Verses
1 John 3:20, Thomas 24
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