Refusing to Live Inside Their Confusion
I see clearly. I am not required to inhabit the confusion someone else is performing.
Have you felt the slow return of your own clear seeing? There is a kind of fog another person can create around you — not by force, but by inconsistency, by the slow accumulation of small distortions until your perception begins to wobble. After enough years of that fog, your eyes have to relearn what clear seeing feels like. You are still here. The seeing is coming back to you.
First the not-seeing. Then the small returns — a sentence read now with the difference between what it says and what it is trying to do. A tone heard now with the knowing of what it is asking of you. Then, slowly, a situation you can look at and trust your own first read of.
This is not paranoia. The clarity is yours. Your eyes were always good. They were only asked, for too long — quietly, persistently — to see what they were told to see instead of what was actually there.
Today, if you find yourself doubting what you can clearly see, pause. Ask the simple question: Is this confusion mine, or is someone else performing it at me? If it belongs to someone else, you do not have to step inside it. You can stand on the bank of that river and let it pass — gently, without apology — without getting wet.
The clarity is yours. It is not a betrayal of anyone. It is not unkind. It is simply the truthful seeing of someone who has come back to your own eyes.