YOU KNOW. NOW WHAT?

 



The version that watches


There's a version of you that exists in the shadows.


It is a quiet kind of honesty that only shows up when you are alone.



Not the one people greet.

Not the one that responds, performs, or explains.

Not the one that takes hours, maybe days, to prepare a well detailed version of yourself for the world.

But the one that watches and knows.


It knows what you ignore.

Your patterns.

Your truths you keep dressing up as “maybe later.”

What you pretend not to feel.

What you have outgrown but still hold on to out of habit.

The lies you tell yourself daily just to make things easier to carry.




Growth is strange like that.

It does not always feel like becoming.

Sometimes it feels like losing interest in things that once felt like everything.

Avoidance is comfortable until it is not.

Because one day, it stops feeling like peace

and starts becoming questions you cannot mute anymore.


And without announcement, you find yourself sitting with it.

You realize you are no longer who you were trying so hard to be.

For a moment, you do not rush to replace it.

You do not reach for a new version of yourself.

You just sit there.


Aware.


There is a softness in that awareness.

A quiet honesty that does not ask you to impress anyone or explain yourself.

It only asks you to be real.

And it is gentle, but it changes things.



Because clarity was never far away.



It was only buried beneath the noise you learned to call normal.


And the truth is simple.

You already know what needs to change.

You are just deciding how long you can live with knowing.


Comments

  1. Lol 🤣 It sounds creepy on the version that watches you quietly, but it’s the reality. Excellent work here, Queen. And it relates to our perceptions too. For me, I do understand that growth is inevitable!

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  2. This is me 24/7/ 365 sometimes I start to wonder who's the real me between us.

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