ChamberOfEchoes
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- Sep 8, 2025
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We live in an age where everyone brandishes the word independence like a talisman, yet it feels more like an altar built on emptiness. Some people boast that they "depend on no one" because they clock in at four in the morning, while others are mocked for relying on a husband or a wife, but in the end nothing really changes: only the shape of the chains does. There are those who wake up to an alarm clock like an invisible master, those who rise later and answer to the domestic ritual like a gentle wind; one is consumed, the other breathes, and yet it is always the first who calls themselves free. I wonder what is truly more dignified: depending on a human face, or depending on a system that devours time? Why are certain dependencies celebrated as virtues while others are insulted as weaknesses? Perhaps the only real difference lies in the cost, and in the story we choose to tell about it.
