it’s a living #9

Trigger Warnings at the end. Please take care of yourself.  Deanna sits me down on July 25th, the day after my little sister’s third birthday. She grabs me by the shoulders and steers me to the couch, gentle, like I’m a porcelain doll that she needs to take care of so she can sell me…

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it’s a living #8

Trigger Warning at the end. Please take care of yourself.  I don’t know why it takes over a year for the reality of it to hit me; denial or repression or shock, take your pick. Maybe it’s Gabby, the only real connection to my past, sprawled on my living room floor, setting up her ancient…

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