Think of it as Yoga for the brain, we are going to stretch a bit.
🗝️ Secrets and Fairness
The truth doesn’t always set you free. Sometimes, it just rearranges the bars. --YNOT!
There’s a curious tension between secrets and fairness—like two cats tied together by the tail. You can’t have one without the other yowling for release.
See, every secret carries a certain weight. Some are light as a feather—like keeping a surprise party under wraps. Others are heavy as a lie—like pretending you didn’t know something that could’ve spared someone pain. Folks like to say what you don’t know can’t hurt you, but that’s a pretty lie. What you don’t know usually hurts you the longest.
Fairness, on the other hand, is that ghost we all chase. Everyone claims to want it, but few can define it. To some, fairness means equal. To others, it means deserved. To most, it simply means I should’ve gotten more.
The trouble is, secrets and fairness live in opposite worlds. Secrets thrive in the shadows; fairness demands sunlight. You can’t build justice out of things you hide. Yet, once in a blue moon, keeping a secret is the fair thing—protecting someone’s dignity, sparing a heart that’s not ready for the truth, or giving time for wounds to heal before they’re exposed to daylight.
That’s the real test of character: knowing when silence is mercy and when it’s cowardice. When truth heals, and when it burns.
Maybe fairness isn’t about revealing every secret. Maybe it’s about asking, “Who benefits from the truth—and who bleeds from it?”
Because at the end of the day, fairness without mercy is cruelty, and secrets without purpose are poison.
