We see a few roots show up often: Bullying scars that taught someone to stay quiet, stay agreeable, stay guarded Betrayal or criticism that made vulnerability feel risky Abusive dynamics where a person was controlled, shamed, or made to feel small Failure stories that quietly become identity: Im the one who messes up, Im not enough, I dont belong. Grief is another big one
His father changed both their names to Martin in 1934
Standing outside a club, or on a work break, sharing a smoke with a homeless guy and asking him how he got here
He was doused with water to keep his skin from drying out, and off he went, barking at us all the way out
Let us remind you that tobacco kills more than 75,000 people every year in France alone