Safe Space: A Western Fairy Tale About Life Without Thorns

The world is on fire. Wars, hunger, authoritarianism, economic collapses. Thousands of people fight every day for survival, for freedom, for any kind of stability. And meanwhile… somewhere on a university campus in the USA, students are organizing a protest because the syllabus included a book that “might be emotionally difficult.”

And then he enters, all in white: trigger warning.
Because someone might feel uncomfortable.
Because someone might experience unpleasant emotions.
Because, God forbid, someone is forced to think.

The West has bred a generation of people afraid to collide with reality. Adults who need warnings like children before watching a cartoon about ghosts. “Safe space” is no longer a joke – it’s a standard. Zones without confrontation, without opinions, without risk, without adulthood. As if someone tried to live life on easy mode, with cheat codes for immortality.

Because now everything can be “psychological violence.”
– You have a different opinion than me? Violence.
– You quote a book from 50 years ago? Violence.
– You don’t use the current pronouns? Violence.
– You dare to say something honestly? Of course: violence.

These are no longer people who want to change the world.
These are people who want the world not to touch them.

Because the world overwhelms them.
Because emotions exhaust them.
Because any clash with something difficult paralyzes them.

And it’s in such an incubator that a new generation is born:
terrified, delicate, oversensitive, convinced that any difference of opinion is an attack.

And then they leave that university and crash into reality.
But reality doesn’t know trigger warnings. And doesn’t apologize.