“Each believed that God was on his side, for no one raises a hand without convincing himself first that he is right.”
Andrew Krivak
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More than a sorrowful soul
I have found the focus on moments to be a positive practice. Much has gone unconsidered and ignored. I hope to live a life free from these events, but I also selfishly can’t allow them to go completely untold. They need to become something. Have been for something. Some punishment. I don’t feel I have… Read more
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In loving memory
As my cue was called, I made my way out of the pew. In a cold, nearly empty church, we’d never attended as a family. One my mother became obsessed with in her final years. I regretted wearing healed shoes as I stepped across the marble floor, the echo making it ever more clear how… Read more
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My final day of freedom, until death.
It had been two years. I’m uncertain that they noticed I was gone. Barely occupying the space in all those years, a whisper. I’m sure my mom did but it was always fleeting. My father and I never spoke even under the same roof, so why would he? I’m sure he was grateful for the… Read more
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In these paved streets.
It took time before I became angry. When I did, it fueled my escape. I planned to get out. To one day write a tell-all. To document all the mistreatment for the whole world to see. When it wasn’t for me, it was for others. I wanted to be a positive story for those who… Read more
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no guilt in letting it grow
For a long time, I felt highly emotional. Not many saw that side of me; I learned to hide it, but I didn’t feel a self outside of how I was feeling. At times, still, if the emotion is too heavy, too strong of a wave, it takes me under. Sorrow and hopelessness are the… Read more
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the document of my survival.
I have vetted the chain of events in my life. Attempting to find a solution. A way to break the pattern. I don’t wish to live my life only outing to the fearful outside from the safety of my lockbox on wheels. Only doing things when accompanied. I want to feel safe alone. Outside my… Read more