I Believe… [Illusion of Choice]
...that being gay is not a choice. Being flaming gay, wearing assless chaps, and using the speech patterns of Paul Lynde? Kind of a choice.
...that most people don’t actually want freedom—they want the illusion of choice between two algorithm-approved options and a coupon code for 15% off regret.
...that my phone watches me the way a disappointed father watches his son try to open a jar of pickles with a spoon.
...that “self-care” has become the opiate of the comfortable, a boutique anesthetic sold in lavender-scented jars to numb the existential dread of not having a real purpose.
...that every movement that starts with justice eventually mutates into a marketplace, because nothing escapes monetization—not even your trauma.
