Flagged, Stolen, and Still Not Silenced
Flagged, Stolen, and Still Not Silenced
This week’s essay weaves together two moments, years apart, when something I relied on to hold my words was taken from me: a stolen teenage journal and, more recently, an unexpected stint in Facebook jail after an algorithm misread a comment to my friend.
These aren’t the deepest or most dangerous forms of silencing. Many people know far heavier versions. But they did press me back into a familiar question: Where does my voice actually live?
I trace the thread from that missing notebook to a restricted account, through fear, inaction, and the horses who…
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