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Dear Internet

You built me up with clickbait.You broke me down with headlines. You called me names I hadn’t even learned to

Are you? I’m not here to quote scripture.I’m not kneeling.I’m not lighting candles in hopes of being cleansed. I just

$A man stares into a cracked mirror, his fractured reflection meeting his eyes as light filters through a nearby window.$

You never blinked.You never sugarcoated.You never turned away—not even when I wished you would. You showed me the boy, the

You never asked to be a symbol.You were just trying to love me.And for a while, you did. I still

$A man stares into a dirty mirror where his reflection appears darker, tortured, and fractured, symbolizing internal conflict and transformation.$

I saw you.In the mirror.In the headlines.In the way your voice changed when you wanted control. You were becoming someone

Some content on this site was formatted with the help of AI—but every story, thought, and word began with me.

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