Aoi- | 7 Soe 019 Rape -sora

Control is control. Isolation is a cage. Walking on eggshells fractures your soul long before your body breaks.

Leaving wasn't one dramatic night. It was 400 small mornings of choosing myself over his mood. It was moving out while he was at work, taking only the children's drawings and my dented pots. I left the bird on the shelf. I left the clock that didn't work. I left him the silence. 7 SOE 019 Rape -Sora Aoi-

When I finally called a hotline, my voice was a whisper. "He doesn't hit me," I said, ashamed. "He just... moves the bird." Control is control

Trigger Warning: This story contains references to domestic abuse and coercive control. Leaving wasn't one dramatic night

The advocate on the other end didn't laugh. She said, "That isn't a bird. That is a cage."