Vachon Imagined

Not even law changes people. It only arrives after the change has already taken place—or failed to. People change themselves. Quietly. In the unseen rooms where no authority stands witness.

They bear witness to their own breaking, and they decide what survives it. Simple. That simple. Whether they recognize the decision or bury it under habit is irrelevant. The choice is still made, even in denial.

The law can press against the body, can bend behavior, can punish what spills into public view—but it never reaches the interior moment where a person turns toward or away from themselves.

Laws don’t change people. People change people. And when no one is watching, people still change themselves—sometimes gently, sometimes violently, sometimes in ways that erase who they used to be without ever announcing the death.