Where Are We Safe?

Navigating the perils of being alive and safe from other people's violence.

I’ve been thinking about safety recently, and where exactly does one feel safe? 

I think when you are abused by a parent, things that are simple (seemingly, like, I don’t know, self-esteem?) are lost — and other things, like memories coiled, are also found in places in the dark centers of your brain, in your pores, in your dream states. Things you didn’t…