After October 7th, I thought about hiding it — my Magen David necklace. I saw the looks. I heard the whispers. Some of my friends took theirs off.

But for me, keeping it on wasn’t just about religion. It was about memory, resilience, and visibility. It was my quiet way of saying, “I’m still here. And I’m not alone.”

Every time I wear it, I remind myself: my identity isn’t something to shrink from. It’s something to stand in — peacefully, proudly.