I felt the immediate tension in this piece, and also, what the silence often means. The discomfort of it, like holding your breath. The build-up to something far worse. The "walking on eggshells" is so powerful, especially when it's to protect ourselves, when we can't imagine anything different... and no amount of preparing ourselves could mitigate the blows of that kind of anger, one that is constant, that never stops affecting you. I took the title as the way we can trivialize our own trauma; how others can too in the way they invalidate or gaslight us, but the ways we can not let ourselves realize the weight of it. At least that's how I took it as, convincing ourselves it's not as significant as it is.

Really felt this piece. As always, there's so much emotion and power in what you write.