I have seen advice move freely, as though it meets no resistance.
I have seen loyalty switch trains at every station.
I have heard words speak louder than actions, and watched strength worn like a badge of honor.

Yet, with my hands almost covering my mouth, I still find myself speaking, offering words no one asked for.
Unsolicited advice.

It makes me wonder… why don’t we take our own advice?
What are we really afraid of? Or is it simply fear itself?
Perhaps we do believe the things we say- but only when they are meant for others, not for ourselves.

Most times, I catch myself ending with, “I don’t know, though.”
Maybe that’s where the truth lies.
If only we could magnify who we truly are, and step away from the image we keep trying to prove.