Touching the fence

There’s this way I get. I think of it as feeling like I touched an electric fence.

My boundaries are being questioned. It always happens in multiple places at once. It always causes me to be reactive and hostile.

Art. Value. Time. Attention. Respect. Video Games.

I’m about to explode.

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