Have you ever wondered what it feels like to have your mistake forgiven by the public?
To make an apology, face punishment, and then watch as everyone moves on?
It's a luxury you've never known.

Isn't it maddening how swiftly human rights can be stripped away, as if they were never yours to begin with?

You don't have to imagine what it's like to be relentlessly harassed by others over a single, solitary mistake.
It's your daily reality, an unending nightmare that haunts every step you take.

A single misstep robbed you of your right to privacy, your right to a livelihood, and your rightful place in society.

It cast you out, an outcast who can't venture beyond the confines of their own home without the constant fear of being stalked.

Your life, in many ways, is a punishment far more cruel than the death penalty, for it carries on eternally, a never-ending sentence of isolation and suffering.

If someone were to step into your shoes, could they bear the weight of this miserable existence?
Would they find solace in ending it all, just to escape the unrelenting torment?

And what of the conflict between being in the spotlight of publicity and the basic human right to be treated with dignity and humanity?

Is there a way for these two opposing forces to coexist, or are they doomed to clash in a never-ending battle for dominance?



The inner need to stay alive regardless of circumstances will win.