I used to pray that she would come back to me
She made her way back to my healed self
Under a different name
Some other mental ilness
Different limits
New ways to make me feel small.
But its still her. She came back to me.
I missed her so much.
But she cuts her hair like mine after shaming me for them
Ignores my needs
Bullies me until i cry
Just stabs me in between my eyes with a thick sharp needle hoping i wont notice
She is here. Standing in front of me, same person but different body
She puts that wall between us. Its like a one way wall. I can hear clearly what she says to me but she aint hearing herself.
She laughs just like you
Spits in my face just like you did
Frankly, you two are very similiar to each other.
She belittles me, oh, Mother, she makes me feel so tiny, so nauseous.
I used to pray that she would come back to me
And now when she's here
I regret every single prayer.
