When You Stop Repeating Yourself, You Find Out Who Was Really ThereSome people do not love you.They love the echo of you.They love the version that agrees quickly, adapts effortlessly, and never asks them to grow. They love the you who repeats what is already safe, familiar, and convenient. The moment you stop repeating yourself—stop translating

“One Life, One Face”A person can live two lives and never meet either one.There is the one sent into town. Good posture. Clean hands. Says the right things. Laughs at the right jokes. Knows which words are safe in the daylight. People nod when this person talks. They say this one is respectable, reasonable, solid. That is the public self.​The

Every damn election, it’s the same old speech. They say they’re going to save our tax dollars, make the system work for us. But when does it happen? Never. When are they going to do the right thing for once? Instead, it’s just promises, lies, and more lies. How about this—just do the right thing, or step down and let someone else take the w