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Clodagh M's avatar

Superbly articulated. It’s so affirming that many of us are choosing to speak out about what is deeply painful and unfortunately quite common. Thank you for this beautiful piece. We are not alone.

Guido Crolla's avatar

Thank you! I see you.

I spent more than twenty years inside an institution (education) I loved. When I finally named what was happening to the company doctor - institutional gaslighting - I had already learned everything you describe here. Not as theory. As invoice.

Your precision is what strikes me. You name the mechanism without softening it to spare the reader: the unspoken bargain where one person absorbs the conflict so the group never has to look at it. The moment independent judgment stops registering as opinion and starts registering as attack. The system never calls it punishment. It calls it disappointment, concern, procedure. until you start doubting your own perception. That doubt is not a side effect. It is the mechanism working as designed.

And then the poem. Forgotten, alone, and free. Most writers would have reversed the order to comfort us. You refused that too. The freedom comes last because it is paid for by the two words before it.

Where I live and work, I’ve started calling this boundary art; the practice of standing at the seam between what a system demands and what you know. Your article maps the seam. Your poem stands on it.

From one boundary artist to another: they wanted a mirror. You handed them a written record instead. A true mirror.

https://grenskunst.substack.com/p/het-vuur-is-mijn-ware-spiegel? (In Dutch)

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