You Say It’s Temporary—But the Darkness Feels Permanent
You call it a rough patch. But rock bottom knows your name.
When the Lights Go Out
You tell everyone,
“I’m just in a tight spot.”
Like it’s a detour.
Like you’ll be fine in a week or two.
But the light got shut off last night.
And you sat in the dark
longer than you needed to—
not because you couldn’t light a candle,
but because you couldn’t face it.
Because shame has a way of echoing
in rooms you used to feel safe in.
No one hears that part.
No one sees you washing dishes by phone flashlight.
No one knows you skipped dinner
so someone else could eat.
No one knows your hands shake
every time you check the bank app.
You keep saying it’s temporary.
That it’s just a bad month.
That something will come through.
And maybe it will.
But that doesn’t quiet the ache in your chest
when night falls
and the silence gets louder
and you realize the darkness isn’t just in the room—
it’s in you.
Because poverty doesn’t just steal comfort.
It steals dignity.
It makes you lie with a smile.
Makes you nod politely at people planning trips
while you hope the gas in your car gets you through the week.
You keep performing.
Keep brushing off the truth.
Because no one really wants to hear
that you cried when the fridge stopped humming.
That you mourned the click of a light switch
because even the smallest illusions of control
are gone now.
You say you’re just in a tight spot. But darkness like this leaves bruises long after the lights come back on.
Still Sitting With It?
Sometimes the ache doesn’t move. It lingers. It asks for more. You don’t have to act yet. You can stay here. Feel deeper. Or follow it into something else that hurts in a different shape.
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What you do with pain matters.
You can carry it. Or you can let it change what you still have.
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Healing doesn’t start with answers. It starts with honesty. And you’ve already proven you can feel this deeply.
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