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Chapter 1: A Call in the Darkness
This morning, I got up, and I wanted to die.** The exhaustion was overwhelming, like a wave pulling me under. I’m a veteran — not in the traditional sense, but a veteran of battles fought for the rights I should have been granted long ago. The right to live without pain, the right to be seen and known, the right to have the mistakes that have scarred me recognized.
But instead, I’m stuck in a loop of endless days in bed, with pain as my constant companion. Three days this time. Three days of lying there, feeling the weight of everything pressing down on me, suffocating me. This morning, I was tired — tired of the pain, tired of the fight, tired of a life that feels like it’s slipping away from me bit by bit.
The thought sat with me like a heavy fog, wrapping around my chest, squeezing until it was hard to breathe. I glanced out the window, seeing the long yard I made with my father, the tall grass swaying gently in the morning breeze. A place of so many memories, of sweat and laughter, of working side by side with the man who had always been my rock.
But today, the yard felt different. It wasn’t just a piece of land anymore. It was a path. A path I longed to walk one last time, to disappear into the silence that had been my constant companion for twenty years.
