Oh God, how my stomach turned when I received the call. A tone abundantly consumed by hurt and devastation, I could barely comprehend the words which were being uttered. Pain I would never wish on my worst enemy; the words..
Stupid me. I’ve habitually granted you permission to handle my existence with disregard. “He is who he is” is the bullshit I was fed from not only your family, but also mine. Nonchalantly, it grew easier for me to shrug..