Hysteria

The attack, when it comes, is not a collapse. It is a clarity .

And for one terrifying, glorious moment—you were the most honest thing in the room. Hysteria

It begins not in the throat, but in the hinge of the jaw. A tiny, metallic vibration, like a trapped fly buzzing against a windowpane. You ignore it. You have been taught to ignore it. The attack, when it comes, is not a collapse