Monday, September 28, 2020

getting close to normal

It's hard to know what normal might be when you've never really been it or in it.
In a recent email to my mum she replied...
'Wow, normal is a word I don’t associate with you, baby girl!'
As she exclaimed, I just haven't ever done that. The girls that bullied me at school would throw the accusation of 'boring' at me. 
I couldn't stand that idea. If you ever choose to truly hurt me, then that's what you'll throw at me. And if it turns out to be true then you'll have cut deep. But I tend to ward off that insult. 



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