This book began in anger. That matters, because anger is routinely dismissed as a moral failure when it is, very often, a form of recognition. It arises when something has been tolerated for too long, explained away too often, or reframed so repeatedly that the harm it causes is no longer acknowledged, if it ever was. The anger that underpins this work is not oriented toward blame, but toward clarity: a way of seeing what polite language, forced optimism, and personal responsibility narratives are designed to obscure.