An inner voice reclaimed. “We don’t always rebel with rage.Sometimes we rebel by remembering who we are.” This piece is a fragment of that remembering — not loud, not long, but true.A postscript of power. A refusal to disappear. I was taught to be kindbefore I was taught to be whole.I was taught to obeybeforeContinueContinue reading “The Rebel: Breaking the Rules That Broke Me”
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The Quiet Ache Beneath the Fire
What if your anger is not wrong, but a buried sadness asking to be loved? A soft reclamation of internalized rage — and the self beneath it.
