Thursday, March 12, 2020

A note I wrote and presented, a year ago today

Tuesday March 12, 2019 7:45 a.m.
I would like to be clear about what made last week WORSE.
It was the # of times you excluded me.
By last Wednesday, I was absolutely slayed.
(When your uncle was here, too: you forced me to be okay with his invitation, then you conducted a family reunion in Santa Cruz without inviting Anna.)
[Anna is no one! She must not be included!]
When I cried, you silently walked past me. Each and every time.

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