I miss the silence that came with obedience.

It wasn’t just the submission.
It was the quiet.

When someone else decides,
you don’t have to think.
You don’t have to question.
You just follow.

And there’s a kind of peace in that.
A soft darkness.
A silence that wraps around you like ownership.

I didn’t know I craved that silence
until I lost it.

Now everything is noise.
Desire. Memory. Conflict.

But when I read the right sentence,
everything still goes quiet.

“You are not allowed to touch yourself tonight.”

Just reading that —
and I go still.
Like something clicked back into place.
Like I can finally breathe.

Obedience isn’t about control.
It’s about escape.

And I miss it
like a drug
I can’t afford
but keep buying with pieces of myself.

📥 If you know that silence…
you’re ready.
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