This is a very evocative setting for me– not just because I, too, spent some of adolescence weeping in the bathroom, but some of the lines were freakishly close to how it felt…Jeez, that’s the longest way to say “Yeah, me too md”.
The structure made me a little claustrophobic, which matches the content brilliantly.
I got very uncomfortable at this part (in the damn, that’s a little too close for comfort kind of way, because my guess is that her training backfired, thankfully)
took baths with my big sister – my mother’s psychology of training me to be heterosexual
And that last line folding in on itself gave me the chills.
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