No one cares what you do to a box, it’s just a box.
The drawing and written work is from the therapy session dated January 5th, 2008. We discussed the mother showing up to claim her property (me). We discussed how she treated me treated like an object, a box, as if I had no feelings and no worth whatsoever.
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Once I discovered I am real it made “If you prick me do I not bleed” a little less cliché and “If you wrong us shall we not revenge” sound a lot less extreme.
Art by F. Magdalene
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