Dignity Isn’t a Countdown: When “Safety” Starts Feeling Like Control

justification for controlling everything.

I folded my hands. “So what do you want from me?”

Denise hesitated, then said it.

“We want you to move,” she said. “Or at least… we want to put some things in place.”

“What things?” I asked, even though I already knew.

“Cameras,” she said, too quickly. “Not inside! Just outside. A doorbell camera. And a couple sensors.continue reading …