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

And the button. And maybe one of those smart speakers so you can call us hands-free. And… a weekly nurse check. Just—”

Just.

Just.

Just.

All those little “justs” adding up to a life where you can’t breathe without someone getting a notification.

I stared at her.

“You want to watch me,” I said.

Denise’s face flushed. “No! I want to make sure you’re okay.”

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