“I’d spent the last three years trying to build up some kind of a skin, so I wouldn’t drip with blood every time I brushed up against something.”
— Janet Fitch, from White Oleander
Nothing more can be scarier than the fact when you realise that your life isn't happening , it is just passing.
Clarice Lispector, tr. by Stefan Tobler, from Água Viva
[transcript: 1. “god, god, what do i do/after all this survival?” 2. “he was a miracle of moving parts, a study in survival.” 3. “her suffering was her armor. gradually it became her skin. then she could not take it off.” 4. “enduring things is what you do best. gritting your teeth and bearing them.” 5. “i am going to make it through this year if it kills me/i am going to make it through this year if it kills me.” end transcript.]
traci brimhall/maggie stiefvater/jeanette winterson/han kang/the mountain goats
“Don’t we touch each other just to prove we are still here?”
— Ocean Vuong, from On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous
A doubt arousal
I will tell you it's not me
I am a product of virtues and vacancies
The next decision I take
Isn't mine at all
It is manipulated and churned
Ask me a technical term
I will define gaslighting
While defining gaslighting
If I add few irrelevant facts
Forgive me
I already am manipulated
my next few decisions
Aren't within my control
You have me saying it
But I am trained to say so
You have me telling truth
But I am schooled to say so
You have me telling lies
But I was prepared to sell those
If your guts gave you courage
I want you to believe me
When I say believe me
If you doubt yourself right now
Do it
Wear off yourself
Do it
descrate yourself
Do it
Cleave the thoughts you holding
Do it (yourself)
Severely impotent right?
wait I know it's not you
And now you know it's not me
It as it is defined
Is gaslighting
It ain't red lettered alright ?
This definitely is narcissism.
NARCISSISM IS A RACE
“My realities may be different from what most people call reality, but still they are realities.”
— Etty Hillesum (1914-1943), in a letter to Osias Kormann, from a Westerbork concentration camp, 1943, in “An Interrupted Life: Diaries and Letters 1941-43. And Letters from Westerbork″
Evil comes to light
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Eileen Myles, "Sleepless." I Must Be Living Twice: New and Selected Poems 1975 - 2014
“I don’t know if your story was true—you are the only person whose facts I never bothered to check.”
— Jared Singer, from Forgive Yourself These Tiny Acts of Self-Destruction