Double-edged Logic
My mother refuses to let us bake things very often because "then you're just going to eat them."
My mother refuses to let us bake things very often because "then you're just going to eat them."
The mother I remember as a 5-year-old cannot possibly be the same woman who double dog dared me to flash cars on the way home from my 23rd birthday dinner.
I spit out a drink in disbelief was when I saw that the man who raped me had joined a Facebook group for rape survivors.
Our relationship ended when she was fantasizing and comparing me to a fiction character: Edward.