Kimberly (kimberly_a) wrote,

Heroes, Villains, and Victims

I just realized that what I wrote today about my dad and the closet was actually about me and how I felt as a kid, rather than really being about him. Yes, I've heard the bare bones of that story--that this woman, my adoptive grandmother, locked my dad in a closet when he "was bad"--but it was my own emotions I was projecting onto the scene. It wasme: I was the one who was trapped and alone and forgotten and crying. It was myself I was wanting to rescue and avenge.

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