She had been so young, not even in double-digits yet. The insults pierced her like thorns, lodging themselves in her heart and soul where they'd remain forever, ready to rear their heads when she couldn't sleep or any time she felt vulnerable.
Her mother can't fathom how something she said so long ago could still have an impact but the girl, now a woman, can't fathom how they could not.
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Date: 2025-06-27 11:38 am (UTC)Her mother can't fathom how something she said so long ago could still have an impact but the girl, now a woman, can't fathom how they could not.