When Silence Roars Louder Than Rage

On detachment, disrespect, and choosing not to perform for the unhealed.

I’m finally understanding the immense, almost sacred power of silence and detachment.

The average person reacts… ego-first… the moment they feel poked or disrespected. Like a jab to the pride.

But I’ve realized that the most powerful move isn’t to react at all.

It’s to observe. Withdraw. Float above. Let them flail in their own energy.

Because silence?
Detachment?
That’s not weakness. That’s a roar with no sound.

That’s me walking away from tables that never fed me, conversations that only drain me, and dynamics that distort my peace.

Let’s be clear…. I have every right to snap.
To call names…. To react.
But I won’t.

Because I’m done giving toxic energy a role in my storyline.

This week, I found out my ex-husband is gossiping about me to my sister-about my layoff, my finances, and how I’ve been using my emergency funds to keep everything going while job-hunting.

The same man who has never paid child or spousal support.

The same man I generously let off the hook legally, who sees our kids every other weekend and sends an inconsistent $500-$800 a month for two kids under 10.

The same man I asked for $1K during a rough month, and somehow everyone ended up knowing the exact amount I asked for.

Apparently, confidentiality doesn’t apply when you’re emotionally immature.

But here’s the shift:
I’m not chasing decency anymore.
I’m not explaining, justifying, or begging.
I’m detaching.

No more shared celebrations or holidays.
No more gatherings for the sake of the kids.
He can reach out to the kids directly.
He can have every holiday if he wants them. ( Illusions of something real and tangible anyway.)

He doesn’t get access to my peace anymore.

Because at every chance, he’s shown me who he is- and I believe him now.

And while I once prided myself on being the “bigger person,” I now realize:
It’s not my job to play healer to someone committed to dishonor.

Detaching doesn’t mean I don’t care.

It means I care too much about my own soul to keep tying it to someone else’s shadow.

This is protection.
This is preservation.
This is me saying: Only those who water my soul get to walk on my sacred ground.

So no-I won’t perform pain for his narrative.
I won’t shout into his chaos.

I’ll rise quietly, completely, and permanently.

Reflection for the Soul:

Where in your life are you still offering reaction instead of releasing with grace?

Who or what still has access to your peace without having earned the right to stand in your sacred energy?

Take a breath.
Visualize your energy as sacred ground.
Who gets to walk there now? Who no longer does?

Let your silence speak louder than performance. Let your peace be the exhale they can’t manipulate.

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Originally published at https://adayahasha.substack.com.