Posted by: shellyweave | August 17, 2010

a year

is how long it took for me to become the child of a stressed marriage, a child of separation, a child of an adulterer, a child of divorced parents, a child of a man that was seeing a stranger in a state miles and miles away, a child of a father engaged to that stranger, and now a child of a man married to that stranger, at least as of the end of this month.

and yet i do not feel like that child at all.

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