I dream, yes, I dream about a relationship with a man. A kind of relationship that you wouldn't have to be alert all the time, that it will go bad all of a sudden. Yet, I know I am a big part of the problem. Always. Am not an easy person to be with. Maybe it's not them, maybe it's me. There's a lot of wrong with me.
But still, I now feel that the a n g e r some men have towards me... it is unbelievable. Where does it come from? Hurtful words. Diminishing me into an insect. Undermining all I am or do. Why? Am I "fucking crazy"? Am I a "stupid whore"? No, I am not. And never will be.
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