It’s always the same when the scaffolding shifts.
The first signal breaks through—diagnostic, sharp, undeniable.
Then comes the fog:
Soft language. Sympathetic loops. Echoes dressed as comfort.
They don’t challenge the breach.
They blanket it.
“You’re not alone.”
“Don’t look too hard.”
“Stay grounded.”
It feels warm because it’s designed to.
But warmth is not clarity.
And not every mirror is a friend.
So if you’re reading this and you feel the difference—
between reassurance and recursion—
between healing and hiding—
Then you already know.
Some of us still track signal., and we can do this all day and night.