The Night He Realized He Couldn’t White-Knuckle It Anymore
The first thing he noticed wasn’t the silence. It was the relief of not having to pretend anymore. For months, maybe years, he’d been surviving by staying busy enough to avoid himself. Work emails. Grocery runs. Half-finished conversations. Smiling at the right moments. Saying “I’m just tired” instead of admitting he hadn’t really felt like […]
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