My Mothers Deadly Glass Cage
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I was my mother’s rose, kept alive under a glass bell jar. Since I was two years old, I hadn't taken a single step outside.
I had severe environmental allergies, they told me. Dust, pollen, the very air itself. One wrong breath, and my throat would swell shut. I would suffocate and die.
To ensure I survived, my mother turned our home into a twenty-four-hour sterile fortress. Windows were permanently sealed. Central air conditioning was strictly forbidden because it circulated dust.
