Storyline
Tucked away in some overgrown corner of the countryside, this woman’s basically at war with herself. She’s pushing everyone away—sort of on purpose, sort of not—but can’t shake off that nagging urge to just fit in somewhere. Freedom? She wants it, but somehow every day feels like another locked door. Home life looks cozy from the outside, but inside her head, she’s ready to torch the whole setup. Her family, oddly enough, just lets her spiral, like they’re tiptoeing around a live wire, handing her way more space than most people would ever get. Still, that doesn’t stop the walls from closing in. Motherhood’s a minefield, womanhood’s no picnic, and honestly, love feels like a slow-motion car crash some days. Desire’s got teeth, and there’s a raw, almost violent ache that comes with letting someone else carry your heart around. It’s messy, uncomfortable, and way too real—nobody’s coming out of this one clean, least of all her.
