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I used to think I knew what fulfillment felt like. That is almost funny now. I had experienced pleasure. Obsession. Attention. Novelty. Desire. The electric little religions of being admired, wanted, entertained, stimulated. I had mistaken intensity for depth so many times that I thought the two were synonymous. I thought I was full. I…
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Showing Up Without a Net There was a time when the wound was not a metaphor. It was a secret. A child’s body carrying what it should never have had to carry. Sexual abuse & physical does something violent to your sense of order. It scrambles trust. It teaches you that love can harm you…
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Atomization pretends to be freedom. In practice it looks like broken households, elderly people warehoused out of sight, adult children who live like permanent tourists, and neighborhoods where no one knows the names of the people next door. We call this “choice” or “mobility.” The more honest name is loneliness that has been dressed up…