✍️ When I Speak My Truth, My Voice Changes—And That Can Be Hard to Hear

 There’s something I’ve recently become aware of—

Not just about how I see the world...
But about how I sound when I speak the truth.

When I’m in full clarity
When something lands in my body as undeniable
My voice changes.

It sharpens.
It gets louder.
It feels firm.

I don’t plan it.
I don’t raise my voice to dominate.
It’s just how my truth comes through.

But I’ve now realized…
That truth tone can feel like judgment.
Especially to those who are fragile, uncertain,
Or holding onto something they’re afraid to face.

Today, my friend called me again.
She needed clarity. She was stuck in something painful.
And like so many times before, I reflected what I saw
Not to tell her what to do,
But to give her choice.

I asked:
“How would you feel if it was you?”
“What will happen inside you if you choose this path... or the other?”
“What weight will you carry later if you follow fear, not truth?”

I didn’t mean to raise my voice.
But she felt it.
And it hurt her.

She said I sounded like her mother.
And I know that mother wound well.

So I told her:
“Yes, I hear you.
And I know that when I speak like this,
It’s because I’m standing in something I know.

And I also know…
That our conversations always soften again
Once we’ve walked through the edge of what hurts to hear.”

That moment opened something in me.

I realized that when I’m unsure or disconnected from my truth…
I speak softly. In riddles. In emotion.
I might cry.
I might feel lost.
My words become fog.

But when I know, when I really know
I speak clearly. Sharply.

And it’s not because I want to hurt anyone.
It’s because truth doesn’t need decoration.
It doesn’t wait for permission.
It arrives.

And yes, sometimes people run from it.
Sometimes they feel scolded.
Even when I’m not trying to teach or control… the energy is strong.

But I’ve learned something sacred through this:

There is a difference between judgment and clarity.
And those who know me…
Come back when the wave settles.
They recognize the medicine,
Even if it stings at first.

So to those who have felt my sharpness
Please know it’s not because I’ve stopped loving you.
It’s because I love you enough
Not to keep reflecting confusion back to you.

And to those who recognize this part in themselves
The “mother voice,”
The sharp mirror,
The truth-speaker who sometimes scares people

You are not broken.
You are not cruel.

You are simply standing in your clarity.
And that… is rare, sacred, and often misunderstood.

But please, don’t silence it just to be liked.
Let it refine.
Let it soften when needed.
But never deny it.

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I write to understand, not to expose.
The people in my stories are reflections, not targets.
The truth I share is always my own.

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