Jun 27, 2004 00:28
I want to become a bird so that I can fly as far away from here as I can. To be one with the air would be so amazing and satisfying. To be weightless and glide with little effort over the trees and water.
Anything would be better than this. I'm not picky anymore, I know that in order to be happy I have to get away from her. Emotional abuse is still abuse, and she's given it to me all of my life.
Yet still somehow when I get dressed up I feel like I am someone despite every mean thing she says.
It's okay Mom, I love you too.
xo.