Queda't amb mi

I did not ask questions because I did not want to know answers.

Those men, they don't understand, but thank God all your enemies have been put to shame. Every time they will be blaming the woman and sometimes it is their own body that has a problem.

If the burden is too much and stays too long, even love bends, cracks, comes close to breaking and sometimes does break.

I was armed with millions of smiles. Apologetic smiles, pity-me smiles, I-look-into-God smiles - name all the fake smiles needed to get through an afternoon with a group of people who claim to want the best for you while poking at your open sore with a stick - and I had them ready.

Even though you old people know nothing about my marriage, I am delighted, no, ecstatic, to hear all the important things you have to say about it. After all, I am a good wife.

What do we know about ourselves? Do we ever really know what we will do in any situation until the situation presents itself?

What would be left of love without truth stretched beyond its limits, without those better versions of ourselves that we present as the only one that exist?

I had no father, no mother, no sibling. Akin was the only person in the world who would really notice if I went missing.
These days I tell myself that is why I stretched to accommodate every new level of indignity, so that I could have someone who would look for me if I went missing.