You give back what you give away.

The voices inside my head are some kind of comfort zone. I’ve realized that I was doing a poor job on trying to shut them out. But they’re quiet now. They’re just whispering to themselves. They’ve done their job.

But I hear what I’ve been longing to hear all this time. And I realize that it’s a sound that’s been drowned by so many others that were steadily deafening my mind and impairing my judgment. I was so used to closely listening to them that whatever else screamed lies and was shut out.

And that’s how I know that maybe this little voice wasn’t telling lies. It’s been there for so long, and I was hearing it all the time, I just refused to pay attention. My comfort zone is gone, and this is confusing and enlightening. I refuse to believe everything I used to.