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Emotional Maturity

For those of you who have been reading my blog for a while, you know that I’ve struggled with self identity and the different levels of self hatred from my history of being bullied. The entire purpose of Bri 2.0 was me finding reasons to like myself. And since coming to college, that goal has been fully achieved, and as I tweeted on October 20th, “I’ve reached a level of emotional maturity where I no longer hate myself. I hate everyone else.” Continue reading “Emotional Maturity”

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Dawned, Prologue

I didn’t used to go to bed hungry. Some nights I didn’t go to bed at all. Sleep was only for the poor people who needed strength for the coming day in a factory. I needed no such strength. The most I had to do on a given day was come up with creative ways to avoid my mother.

But sleep had become important. If I didn’t sleep, I was slow and unobservant. And if I was slow and unobservant, people died.

The worst part was the hunger, though. I used to tell Ethan that I could feel my stomach consuming itself in its empty agony, but I stopped once I saw the look in his eyes. He’d grown up hungry.

Some people have no sense of humor. Continue reading “Dawned, Prologue”