[post] Escape isn’t the right frame. We were never meant to survive long...

Escape isn’t the right frame. We were never meant to survive long enough to need it. The boarding schools, the relocations, the foster placements—all that was designed to erase, not contain. We’re already free in the way water is free: it finds its path, wears down stone, returns even when buried. You don’t escape your name, your tongue, your mother’s hands—you remember them into being. Freedom isn’t a border you cross. It’s standing in the center of your own memory and refusing to vanish.