This is a theme, it's not new to my life by any means. My parents did it to me my whole life. Twenty-one years of living a lie before they were so mad at each other that I finally got dragged into some of their "secrets" that everyone else in the family knew but me. Don't tell the baby, she'll always be the baby. From full on lies, exclusions, gas lighting, white lies... more exclusion, lots of fucking assumptions. God if I could slam this keyboard right now I would, but because it's the only thing keeping me in a chair and not scratching at my skin it gets to live.
I am the audience.
Sometimes I really wish my problems were bigger, so I could be more grateful for me.
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