The Silence Is Just Eyes Adjusting

The room is bright now, but the silence after you spoke feels heavier than the secret ever did. You told the truth, and instead of relief, you found a gap between your face and the faces looking back at you.

They do not know how to hold what you just gave them. That awkward pause is not a rejection of your light — it is just the sound of people adjusting their eyes.

The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it, but sometimes the darkness just stares, unsure of what to do next. Your worth is not decided by how well they receive you.

The light within you is already full, already complete, waiting for nothing from them. You are not responsible for their comfort.