/b/ - Random

This story shattered me. Eli’s pain isn’t loud—it’s quiet, hidden, and suffocating. The way he denies himself, then turns that pain outward just to survive, is heartbreaking. The mirror becomes more than glass; it’s a witness to everything he’s afraid to admit. His self-destruction isn’t cruelty—it’s fear shaped by a world that tells him he can’t be who he is. What breaks me most is knowing so many live like this, silently aching, pretending, hiding. I ache for Eli and everyone like him. I just want them to know they deserve to be seen, loved, and whole—without fear.