imagine imagiiiine the victim of violence - rather than resorting to violence themselves to protect themselves, because they feel it is the only option to survive, they will tell themselves that it is, as though their existence is a spinning wheel that inevitably had to lead back to this, thereby perpetuating the very cycle of abuse in which they suffered so much - instead trying so hard to avoid perpetuating violence, refusing to so much as look at the wheel for fear of it moving, cowering away from their own wounded form throwing a sheet over it and another one and another putting it over there, trying to soften the blow of every touch, retreating so, so hard into supposed safety in order to escape the violence that they go too far the other way somehow, thereby perpetuating the very cycle of abuse in which they suffered entirely counterintuitive to their own paralysing fear. the tragedy. mr okiura, man that you are.