The Light Holds You When You Lie

The question lands in the middle of the day like a stone dropped in deep water: 'How are you?' And you feel the mask slide into place before you even know you are wearing it. You say 'fine' because the truth is too heavy to carry through the afternoon.

But the light does not need your performance. It sees the exhaustion behind the smile.

There is a peace that does not depend on your answer being correct. A peace that waits for you to stop pretending.

You are not alone in the silence between your words. The truth lives in us and will be with us forever — even the parts you are hiding.

You do not have to hold the lie together. Let it go.

The light is already holding you.