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

asking to be heard.

I’m asking to be treated like a full human being until my last day on earth—not a fragile object people pass around so they don’t feel guilty.

I won’t be warehoused because someone else is uncomfortable with my freedom.

I won’t be watched because fear is fashionable.

And I won’t be shamed for choosing peace in my own home.

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