Complicity Is Comfort

Evil rarely asks for your soul up front. It asks for your silence.

I used to think evil looked obvious. It usually looks like a calendar invite, a friendly DM, or an “opportunity.” You rarely sign a contract with darkness. You drift.

It creeps in when you value access over integrity, mistake being politically smart for being good, defend friends’ misconduct to protect your seat, outsource your conscience to the group, and measure success by status metrics everyone claps for. The rationalizations sound noble—keep influence, be strategic, wait for the right moment. Translation: stay quiet while damage compounds.

I’ve sat in rooms where truth would have cost me relationships. I stayed too quiet. That wasn’t neutrality. That was participation.

Break the drift. Tell the uncomfortable truth, kindly and clearly. Refuse perks that tax your conscience. Choose courage over access, every time. Keep your word when it’s inconvenient. Exit rooms you can’t be honest in.

If speaking costs you money, status, or friends, that is tuition. Pay it. God repays you in clean sleep, clear mind, and better alliances.

Start small. Name one lie you’re living. End it today. Replace it with one faithful action. Repeat tomorrow.

Complicity is comfortable until it isn’t. Integrity hurts at first and then heals everything.