Disappearing Was the Only Way to Survive
I moved states because staying felt like death by a thousand stares.
I chose Spokane, Washington, because I knew no one there.
Anonymity wasn’t a lifestyle choice. It was a life jacket.
I lived in a tiny studio above a laundromat.
I worked nights stocking shelves.
I finished high school online because it was easier than being a target in person.
Silence Has a Sound
No calls came.
No texts.
No birthday messages. No holidays. No awkward “we miss you” note.
Nothing.
