She wasn’t the enemy. She was the mirror.

She wasn’t the enemy.
She was the mirror.

And mirrors don’t lie.

I judged her: too emotional, too cold.
But what I hated in her, was what I refused to face in myself.

• The impatience I resented in her was the impatience burning in me.

• The fear I criticized in her was the fear I buried inside.

Every time I pointed the finger outward, the reflection cut deeper inward.

The closer she got, the sharper the mirror became.

I didn’t like what I saw.
The truth? I was petty.
If she pulled away, I withdrew.
If she hurt me, I wanted her to feel it too.

I wasn’t loving her. I was bargaining with her.
I’ll give if you give. I’ll wound if you wound.

The shame of that sat in my chest like a stone.
And the anger I thought was for her was really at me,
for betraying myself, for silencing the quiet “no” that had been speaking all along.

That’s the deepest betrayal.
Not when someone else lets you down,
but when you abandon your own truth.

So here’s my vow:
I will never betray my intuition just to hold on to love.
I would rather lose her than lose myself again.

Boundaries matter. Truth matters.
But judgment is not truth.
Judgment blinds us.
Truth frees us.

💡 Reflection for you:

• Where are you judging your partner right now?

• What might that judgment reveal about you?

• And beneath it all, are you listening to your gut, or betraying it?

She wasn’t the enemy.
She was the mirror.
And mirrors don’t lie.