She had a wide range of peculiarities but one constant; her mouth was always wide open.
The woman with the split earlobe laughed loudly, sang loudly, slapped you on the back while laughing and did everything over the top. It wasn’t mental illness, it was plain madness.
Her doctorate, successful business life, multi decade marriage and home keeping are testament to her ability to function in society and appear normal despite her abnormal and violent past. It is violence witnessed upon children that keeps me from caring that she calls herself an overcomer. It’s hard to see anything but the brutality, hard to feel anything other than thick air around her that taunted you with what she could do if her attention found you.
She says, like everyone else, there’s a past she’s overcome. Let her be an overcomer. Let her have a past, but for those she’s hurt, she’s still a woman with a loud mouth who is left of sane.