Today’s evidence confirms what I always suspected:
he never truly knew me.
If he had, he would have come clean.
We could have faced it together, sorted it out,
the way I always did with every mistake he made.

But instead, he chose the coward’s path—
to hide, to deflect, to blame,
to let me carry the weight of his secret.

Here’s the truth: Living the lie is a joke.
Not on me, but on him.

✨ Because neuroscience tells us something powerful: when you speak the truth, your body calms, your brain resets, your nervous system begins to heal. Lies keep people locked in fear, but honesty frees you.

✨ Psychology reminds us: people who refuse to own their choices aren’t protecting you—they’re protecting their fragile image of themselves. That’s not strength. That’s weakness.

And here’s the most important part:
➡️ Their lie does not define you.
➡️ Their shame is not yours to carry.
➡️ Their silence is not your failure.

💡 You don’t need them to come clean to reclaim your truth. You already have the courage they never found.

Living authentically, speaking your truth, healing your own nervous system—that’s where your power is. That’s where freedom begins.