You wrote three hundred words

You wrote three hundred words explaining yourself. They replied "ok".

So you wrote two more paragraphs. The whole thing turned into an apology for something nobody had accused you of, and now you're lying awake wondering how it reads.

Nobody remembers the original incident. You're the only person still in that room.

A man in the state of Chu sold shields and spears. He held up a shield and said, nothing can pierce this. Then he held up a spear and said, this pierces everything.

Someone in the crowd asked him what happens if you use his spear on his shield. He had no answer. Han Feizi's line is that a shield nothing can pierce and a spear that pierces everything cannot both exist.

People quote that story to make fun of liars. I think about it when I read an over-explained message, because that's what's usually happening inside. Two claims are on the table at once. I did nothing wrong. And I can't bear being misunderstood.

Both can feel true. Put them in the same message and they cancel, because everything you add to prove the second one makes the first one louder.

Some misunderstandings clear faster with time than with sentences. Tonight, leave that message on read.

MOJOWAY keeps the record of what you actually meant, in your own words, on a day you weren't being judged. A mirror doesn't argue. It waits until you stop explaining.