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“i didn't realize i hated you. i was so sure we loved each other. i couldn't hate you, so my hatred turned into an insane fear. i had nightmares. i bit my nails. 427
i pulled out tufts of hair. i wanted to cry, but i couldn't. i tried to scream, but i could only make stifled grunts.”
“... but one thing i did understand: there wasn't a shred of the real me worthy of love and acceptance! you were obsessed. i grew more and more afraid of being annihilated. i said what you wanted me to say and copied your gestures! i didn't dare to be myself even when i was alone because i hated everything about myself!”
“mama, is my grief your secret pleasure?”
i feel like shit. 427