The Unseen Secret Behind Joy V.’s Enigmatic Lightkeeping Journey Revealed
During Nathan’s years-long silence, they would ask me about him, hoping I had an update. It wasn’t until I banged on Nathan’s door that I realized how fucked up this was: Why hadn’t they checked on him? Why was this left to me? And: If they had been more proactive—more caring—would Nathan have been spared from end-stage addiction?
If there was any lesson to be learned from this, it was to never accept prolonged and inexplicable silence from anyone I loved.
Ultimately, I chose not to tell them anything. For weeks, I did not speak to them at all. I was too tired to manage their feelings, too.
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