Thursday, March 8, 2012

Reality | ytilaeR

New norms are established. There are two realities.

Baking, homeschooling, helping, community outreach, advocacy, sister, mother, daughter, artist.

Whore, useless, worthless, ugly, disposable, idiotic.

I start to believe him. His voice narrates my day, my own voice replaced.
My mind grows numb, I no longer defend myself.

My sister asks me to come to church with her.
I go just to get away.

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