Flashback: 1984
Dec. 21st, 2001 11:10 pmThe little boy went to her room to hide, as she'd done many times before, several in the past week. Closed doors were not allowed, but some privacy was afforded by the shape of the room - the bed hiding behind the doorway offering a touch of solace. Solace was broken that day, though, by Her.
A somewhat slight woman with a helmet of frizzy curls, She loomed ominously over the nine-year-old boy. Already backed into the Corner of Solitude, the boy had nowhere to run, nowhere to escape to.
Before the shrill voice that emanated from the frizzy head could be blocked out, several words landed; One sentiment gleaned. "I'm glad you're not my daughter," she said in hushed tones that could be denied later. "I could never create shit like you."
~//~
Dad is dating Her again. After 6 years of torment followed by a 13 year break, everyone seems to have forgotten her words, her actions, the marks she left. I haven't. They want me to. I can't.
A somewhat slight woman with a helmet of frizzy curls, She loomed ominously over the nine-year-old boy. Already backed into the Corner of Solitude, the boy had nowhere to run, nowhere to escape to.
Before the shrill voice that emanated from the frizzy head could be blocked out, several words landed; One sentiment gleaned. "I'm glad you're not my daughter," she said in hushed tones that could be denied later. "I could never create shit like you."
~//~
Dad is dating Her again. After 6 years of torment followed by a 13 year break, everyone seems to have forgotten her words, her actions, the marks she left. I haven't. They want me to. I can't.
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Date: 2001-12-21 10:35 pm (UTC)But, you are a wonderful shining star, and she cannot damp your light *hug*
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Date: 2001-12-21 11:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2001-12-22 02:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2001-12-22 04:56 am (UTC)I wouldn't forget it, nor tolerate the woman anymore than you have to for the sake of your father. Hell I might even be nasty and use it against her in causal conversation, like if you are about to do something and she disapproves. But perhaps that's just as nasty as she was then.
Be who you are, and know as we do, that you will never be as insensitive and cruel as that which you faced.
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Date: 2001-12-22 10:55 am (UTC)I didn't talk to my mother for over a year because of things she said to me as a teen (she got better).
it hurts to leave off. but you know, it hurts less than letting her at you.
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Date: 2001-12-22 03:46 pm (UTC)