The Last Page
Stop crying over cartoons.
Stop panicking over tin caps.
Stop hiding truth from kids because you’re scared of questions.
It was never about “protecting innocence.” It was always about avoiding responsibility. You don’t want to teach, so you censor. You don’t want to explain, so you erase. You don’t want to face reality, so you drown in fiction and call it safety.
Here’s the fact:
The world isn’t gentle. It never will be. Kids will meet violence, death, sex, horror, and heartbreak—with or without you. Your choice is simple: teach them the difference between fact and fiction… or watch them learn it the hard way, from someone harsher than you.
I won’t burn for your complaints. I won’t play therapist for your tantrums. I’ll stand back with popcorn, because watching you collapse under your own cowardice is the funniest show of all.
This is the last page.
Not because the story ends— but because I refuse to waste ink on your excuses.