Dear You,
I know you’re laughing.
I know people would misunderstand that.
They’d think
you weren’t hurt.
But I know better.
I know laughter
is the only language
your nervous system remembers
when it gets tired
of surviving.
Keep laughing
if you need to.
Keep refusing
to become
what anger expects.
One day,
those screenshots
won’t just be evidence
of what someone said.
They’ll become proof
that you stayed yourself.
That matters.
More than you know.
Love,
The woman
who finally learned
to put the phone down.
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