Posted by vwoolf on September 13, 2004, at 11:00:56
In reply to being my mothers child...I remember...., posted by Jai Narayan on September 12, 2004, at 23:13:31
God, Jai, this is so painful. Those tiny details that become so important - the foot of the bathtub - simply breathing. The smallest and most essential things are all that you were able to hang onto. Just surviving the anger and dislike of your mother must have taken an enormous will to live, although you must have felt you were dying so often.
It seems impossible that we have come through these childhoods intact in some strange way. Not physically maybe, and not emotionally, but I am beginning to feel there is a kind of core me that has never been violated. But I am only just discovering it.
Bestest - VW
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