The Disconnect doesn’t shout — it whispers what’s left after the numbness: the fatigue, the flicker of awakening, the quiet truth that sometimes we’re only surviving.
You don’t need to be okay to watch this — only willing to feel.
The Disconnect doesn’t shout — it whispers what’s left after the numbness: the fatigue, the flicker of awakening, the quiet truth that sometimes we’re only surviving.
You don’t need to be okay to watch this — only willing to feel.