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"I Thought Pity Was Kindness—Until My Compassion Broke Someone I Loved" . AI-Generated.
At 28, I kept a first-aid kit under my bed. Band-aids, antiseptic, and a small notebook where I recorded the problems of everyone around me. My boyfriend called me "the fixer." I took pride in that label—until the night I found him sitting on the bathroom floor, staring at a bottle of sleeping pills, and realized I’d helped build his cage.
By gui xiong li27 days ago in Families
"I Manipulated Men with My Eyes for Ten Years—Until I Met the Doctor Who Didn't Understand My Seductive Gaze. AI-Generated.
On my thirtieth birthday, I touched up my lipstick in the hospital waiting area. The woman in the mirror expertly smudged her lip line with her fingertip, eyelashes casting half-moon shadows beneath her eyes. This had been my instinct for ten years—like a hedgehog raising its spines, a clam shell snapping shut. Until the doctor across from me pushed up his glasses: "What's with your eyes? You keep blinking."
By gui xiong li27 days ago in Humans
