A Collision of Mirrors and Masks
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A Collision of Mirrors and Masks

When Victim Society and Honor Society collide, it’s not a battle of ideologies—it’s a battle of insecurities. Both are desperate for validation, just in different languages. One says, “Look at my pain,” the other says, “Look at my strength,” but underneath, they’re both screaming, “Please, just look at me.”

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ON SOLO TIME
Don Hall Don Hall Don Hall Don Hall

ON SOLO TIME

There’s a weird and persistent cultural myth that being alone is inherently bad—like solitude is something that happens to you, not something you choose.

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On Gratitude
Don Hall Don Hall Don Hall Don Hall

On Gratitude

But gratitude isn’t just about the big, existential stuff. It’s also in the details—the smell of gasoline on a cold morning, the sting of whiskey after a long day, the way the world looks at 4:00am when you’re too wired to sleep.

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