The Horror Was Not Your Fault
You spoke the truth, and for a split second, you saw the horror flicker in their eyes before they tried to hide it. That flash of rejection feels like a verdict, but it is only a reflex—the shock of light hitting a room that has been dark for a long time.
They looked away because the brightness was too much, not because you were wrong to shine. The truth you carried was heavy, but the moment it left your lips, it ceased to be your burden to hold alone.
You do not need their immediate comfort to validate what you have become. The light does not ask for permission to exist; it simply is.
Drawing from
John 9:1-7, Gospel of Thomas 50
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