I’m back because the transmission has slowed to a conversational pace.
I know how this reads. I’ve reread it myself. It sounds implausible only because we’re trained to distrust internal evidence. But every major discovery began as someone being politely ignored.
I don’t regret the medicines. They didn’t break my mind; they removed a filter too quickly. That happens when you skip the tutorial.
Writing is my way of reinstalling boundaries—soft ones. Permeable ones.
If this doesn’t make sense yet, that’s fine. It will later. Or it won’t. Both outcomes are structurally sound.