(Flash Memoir) He left the room briefly and returned with a handful of Pixie Stix candy. “Want to play a game?” He asked, and I said yes because it involved candy, and I was six.
I am truly sorry this was your experience of "brother"! Mine wasn't a saint, and we fought like boys do, but we fought for each other just as hard when we needed to. I don't understand sadism, but I've witnessed it. Goodness exists as truly as maladjustment, but what hurts the most is the betrayal in the tearing apart from someone who is supposed to love you. I will pray for you and I understand that sentiment probably doesn't mean much but just know there is someone out there who wishes you well.
I’m picky about creative nonfiction but I loved this. The turn at the end was brutal and it flowed so well! Very vivid! I’ve found that this sort of confessional style may come more naturally to people who write poetry because of the way it involves weaving little moments and memories together to conjure the actual bigger picture. You did great, and I think little Annie would be proud. Also it’s horrible that you had to go through this
Thanks for reading Helen, might expand it into a longer piece sometime and give more info for the sake of helping people recognize the signs of severe mental illness in childhood earlier and try to prevent this from happening to others…it’s not fun to write but maybe there’s some value.
Thank you for sharing this. These things aren’t easy to deal with, and you sharing this part of your life like this, is legitimately inspiring.
If I can get fun for a sec, a good Chun-Li is scary as fuck. Especially if you combo things with that fucking kick of hers. Sagat has a chance, it’s the Tiger Knee and Tiger Shot if she gets to Squirrley.
Oh man Annie, that's rough. I'm glad you've kept your sense of humor.
Thanks, Mike :) it’s probably part of why I have a sense of humor haha. Nothing to do but laugh sometimes…
Your memoir reads like fiction. I know you wish it were. It takes a lot of courage to reveal this level of pain and trauma.
I am truly sorry this was your experience of "brother"! Mine wasn't a saint, and we fought like boys do, but we fought for each other just as hard when we needed to. I don't understand sadism, but I've witnessed it. Goodness exists as truly as maladjustment, but what hurts the most is the betrayal in the tearing apart from someone who is supposed to love you. I will pray for you and I understand that sentiment probably doesn't mean much but just know there is someone out there who wishes you well.
Thank you Andrew, I really appreciate this comment.
Thankful you're still here to share. Glad you're seeing a therapist and able to process the trauma.
Thank you Barbara
No words
Wow, the opening line, the final, and everything in between. The vividity. Thank you for sharing this.❤️
Thanks Tiffany 🖤
Oh my God. I'm so sorry you went through this.
Thanks Hanna, part of why I’m not a horror writer haha. Experienced too much violence in real life.
I’m picky about creative nonfiction but I loved this. The turn at the end was brutal and it flowed so well! Very vivid! I’ve found that this sort of confessional style may come more naturally to people who write poetry because of the way it involves weaving little moments and memories together to conjure the actual bigger picture. You did great, and I think little Annie would be proud. Also it’s horrible that you had to go through this
Thanks for reading Helen, might expand it into a longer piece sometime and give more info for the sake of helping people recognize the signs of severe mental illness in childhood earlier and try to prevent this from happening to others…it’s not fun to write but maybe there’s some value.
I think there’d be a lot of value in that! Best of luck
I read and memories are purged for a flash moment. Cruel bullies exist for no reason.
Yikes. This can't be easy to remember. You paint a vivid picture in very few words. Sorry you went through that.
Thanks Shoni 🖤
Thank you for sharing this. These things aren’t easy to deal with, and you sharing this part of your life like this, is legitimately inspiring.
If I can get fun for a sec, a good Chun-Li is scary as fuck. Especially if you combo things with that fucking kick of hers. Sagat has a chance, it’s the Tiger Knee and Tiger Shot if she gets to Squirrley.
Yes I’m a button masher.
Yes I only accidentally pull off the finishers.
Wanna fight about it?
Joke or challenge?
Up to you.
Welp
Speechless.