Mirror II — The Shadow Sister
Keeper of Unspoken Truths
She is the silence that followed after you said “it’s fine” and knew it wasn’t. The knowing you learned to hide because it made other people uncomfortable.
At some point, you learned another rule: truth is dangerous unless it’s convenient. So you edited yourself. Softened the edges. Chose timing over honesty. Peace over clarity. You learned which truths made you “difficult” — and which lies kept you welcome.
You didn’t do it because you were dishonest. You did it because you understood power. You saw how quickly truth turns into punishment when it threatens someone else’s comfort. So you became strategic. Careful. Quiet.
But here’s what happens when truth is buried alive: it doesn’t disappear. It waits. It thickens. It becomes weight. Not guilt — pressure. The slow tension of holding something that knows it deserves air.
The Shadow Sister is not dramatic.
She doesn’t expose you. She stands beside you while you expose yourself.
What truth did you choose not to speak — and what did it cost you to keep it inside?
Truth Ritual
Let the shadow speak.
- Place one hand on your throat. Feel the pulse there.
- Inhale slowly. Let the inhale reach the back of your jaw.
- Exhale without softening the sound. Not loud. Just real.
Then say: “I know the truth. I always have.”
Shadow Writing
What you never said.
Write without making it gentle. Names. Moments. Situations where you knew exactly what was happening — and chose silence because speaking would have changed the room.
After the Writing
Place one hand on your chest and one on your throat and say:
“I will not betray what I know just to stay comfortable.”
FINAL BRIDGE:
You have named the truth.
But truth alone does not heal.
What you uncovered here did not begin with you.
Some truths have a lineage.
A body.
A memory older than language.
To carry what you now know,
you will have to remember
whose bones you are walking in.
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