The final approval email is a message that is just four simple words. “Request done and accepted.” Three simple emails. It’s surreal to look at those words in their cold simplicity—such a nonchalant exchange, papering over the impossible weight of what it truly means. There’s that tug-of-war again. On the one hand, I’m relieved that my kit has been saved, at least for now. On the other, I’m enraged that every part of this process is like pulling teeth, every step a hassle, every rule another absurd artificial barrier to my peace of mind.
