Personal Reflection
We don’t always tell the truth about our lives.
Not the whole truth.
We edit.
We soften.
We leave things out.
Sometimes it’s easier than explaining.
Real truth changes things.
It changes how people see you.
Sometimes it changes how you see yourself.
Once something is spoken, it can’t go back.
That’s why so many stories stay buried.
Not because they aren’t real.
Because they’re powerful enough to break the version of the world people were comfortable with.
Maybe the world changes one honest story at a time.
Reflective Prompt
What truth about your life have you avoided saying out loud?
Memoirs of Madness 