Implants

"It's okay to feel lost," I said, my voice soft, empathetic. "It's okay to not know where to begin. The System didn't just erase memories; it erased our ability to trust ourselves, to trust each other. Rebuilding that trust, that's the cornerstone of healing." I paused, letting my words sink in.
Over the following weeks, our community meetings became a sanctuary, a safe space where people could share their stories, their fears, their fragmented recollections. Some recounted horrifying experiences under the System's control, their words raw with emotion, laced with the pain of betrayal and oppression. Others spoke of the mundane, the small details that had been wiped clean - a childhood birthday party, the face of a loved one, the scent of a familiar place. Each shared memory, however small, was a step forward, a reclaiming of a piece of their stolen selves.

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