My Mom Blocked Me to Save My Dog—and It Saved Me Too

she’d been watching through the curtain.

Her eyes looked tired.

Not sick.

Just… worn down by being discussed like a character.

“I brought you something,” I said.

I held out a printed screenshot.

She frowned as she took it.

It was a comment from my video.

One I had saved because it felt like the truth in a world full of noise:

“Some of y’all have never had to continue reading …