You didn’t find me by accident. You were already looking for the place where the decision gets taken out of your hands. This is exactly what you’ve been dreaming about. The quiet one version. The one where you send and the noise in your head gets smaller. Where the humiliation doesn’t feel like something you have to perform. It just becomes the thing that holds you. You stop negotiating with yourself. You stop deciding. You just stay. It arrives like relief. The first tribute is the door. The second is the room. By the third you notice you haven’t thought about stopping. Your shoulders drop. Your typing gets slower. The part of you that usually argues has gone quiet because it doesn’t need to argue anymore.
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