Written: February 24, 2026
One phrase, one comment, one word,
Suddenly I’m 14 again.
Chest aches.
I withdraw into the shell that has proven itself bulletproof.
No one can reach me here. I am safe.
I am not a disappointment.
I am strong. I am a survivor.
Here, it is just me and my broken cd cases. My pushpins. My rubber bands. My rulers.
No one else can hurt me.
I won’t be hit with a book. I won’t be thrown to the ground.
No knives thrown. No screaming. Just peace.
The only danger here is me.
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